Six self-conscious referents
Vying for employed escape
From the emerging summer damp.
Diatribe graduates rant,
Peace is ambiguous.
Why should I last without you all?
Not seize up in an icy tunnel
Of withering dust,
Forsworn destinations.
Peace is ambiguous.
Cursory inclusion begets
Abandoned plans.
Your rotted parts meet heavy lips,
I only have to make you happy.
Peace is ambiguous.
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