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In times of stress― the island sinks. Will

It bewilders me, when I follow you. Why the savaged

Robbed― of my aloneness, by

Don't speak the truth― loudly. Bipeds

Your time was not my time.

A firefly in a jar will not fly.

Humanoids fill the universe. Where does

Like godfather, moon was giving a

Copper-brown I was always looking

The genial face of nephrite. Jade, stone of the flank,