Down to the
alley
Through the
goldy
Streaming
in the valley
Bullshitting
in agony
Fell, fell
down, get up, and fell again
You, they,
them, and theirs
The light
lighten up in rain
The
darkness stood up in heirs
Borrowed
thy sword
Knives
became leaves
Thy face
seemed bold
Mine flowed like bees
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