the absence is wherefore
I found the passenger,
roads our topographic genesis
wilted to know one and another ends.
So then, it's here been written,
the snake stands up forgiven,
the buffalo grows wings, again,
and the blood speaks reason.
the games are never over,
just opinions less memorable.




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