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Naming the Baby
scared it will clutch green
be unreachable across flow violent as Columbus we can’t do anything, it feels awe between storm-dressed death compares life to man, an X-shaped resistance but nothing was done for man an X-shaped nonmilitary face as if the end is composed of brick-like desire worst suspicions do you name it as you see it now or as you witnessed it here humane and raw as in a fine-looking founding including circulating rumors holder of the heel unrequited wall across the sea would be grateful if any of our friends our collective aerial capacity as we drive and conduct ourselves to be a strong champ of digit theory to be concerned about behavior’s opponent begins with wood, the wide element deforested, as much dollars a day as a month of Sundays people out there who do not wish us indeterminate intention of heaven's outstretched hand birth month, when a rocket was fired coiled mass of bar codes spell out ‘emperor’ hunters, hoping their darling defeats unbound dread most dangerous is out of place succor annihilated so he prowls ask what I am doing, who am I hides humanity five children, but I can’t make Saint that first bloom of love haunted by day-to-day extreme point weapons at residents defend the pearly turnstile urgent issue behaviors will allow the darling to defeat unbound dread and our children in our streets as they ran alongside our convoys oh, prosperous spear I’m worried we will be hit awe between rehearsed death get into our homes our businesses’ succor annihilated, we prowl in place fed up with the barriers indeterminate intention of heaven's outstretched hand reason to maintain strong displacer instead, a street in the middle encircled by glory talks into its radios and peers struggle-like we seemed lethal in our quaking our supreme subsistence immaculate, simple choices we too might make many child soldiers act manly both prevail in a harsh world Like him: penniless, defenseless A darling who defeats the unbound dread Of weary acceptance, “what can I indeterminate intention of heaven’s outstretched hand Use a bag printed with cartoon figures Grown in the same way, the same root as man “victory people” left us history we both prevail in a harsh world the least seven people living on the strong stumps of digit theory vagrants and beggars too late for the Prosperous spear “victory people” left only the vaguest concrete history Grown in the same way, the same root as man Shock and sorrow with the arrest can we hide a human cut deep across class during the day but deserted at night unreachable across flow violent as Columbus jaded by reports of violent crime meaning carried by the wind demanded answers ability to succor annihilated, we prowl out of place have never been seen before the same way, the same root as man a symbol of both There does not appear to be any “Darling” who defeats unbound dread though “social cleansing” – perhaps Haunted by day-to-day extreme Child, love the Group that provides protection Displacer “victory people” left only a hazy silence, indeterminate intention of heaven’s outstretched literary hands: who makes choices to continue an X-shaped resistance on sidewalks where so many remain in the streets darlings who defeat unbound dread our name veers to cut across classes world oh mighty!: a familiar archetype across the years no plans to unclaw the green to thwart the violent flow down on a hard luck unforgiven as Columbus “If you die, you die,” says Displacer encircled by glory struggle-like between death Displacer, defend the pearly turnstile Its wily objects of consumed confidence will end up in a pile of desire delivery devices |  |
