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Illegible in it's oddity,
fabled scapes irregularly
where tones in Venus
shine by the hourly
that has been lent
us in our poverty.
Twinkle, twinkle, to shine on!
Charitable spirit, wrinkle
the cosmic in the dawn...
these dreams perverse
where I have longed.
Nature, man, grows worse.
Despicable creatures and where
would it feature?
A lone city street,
the little ones creep,
I stalk the vision
thats perverted in sleep.
fabled scapes irregularly
where tones in Venus
shine by the hourly
that has been lent
us in our poverty.
Twinkle, twinkle, to shine on!
Charitable spirit, wrinkle
the cosmic in the dawn...
these dreams perverse
where I have longed.
Nature, man, grows worse.
Despicable creatures and where
would it feature?
A lone city street,
the little ones creep,
I stalk the vision
thats perverted in sleep.
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