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I possess at times...
sharp tongue,
pay no mind harshness sung,
merely less air filling lung;
habitually stopping time,
spilling forth mad-wonder rhymes,
How does one keep mind from peering back?
All the while, back...
snaking through grass for varied attack,
heart ache & turmoil breathes still past,
only give strength to long last;
though of lone mouths taste,
a devoted kiss can satiet,
this exquisite touch...
richer & fuller than diamond radiate,
inner surge's retire & abate.