Nothing will settle itself – he’s been tending to fall all over again
This pen his precariously stilted, oft stifled, only forever-friend – how God awfully frustrating, the entire lot of it, truly be to Christ
When did it hit the thinnest known slice of metaphorical ice in the whole universe, track the life insistently, remarkably, from him – unashamedly paying it problematically forward
These dreams for a simple instance are becoming more and more fleeting by the undesired day
Soon to wholly realise the utter magnitude of his uphill struggle for its agonised, unjustly abrupt worth
Then came the mammoth slice to an upturned and trembling arm – the imagined crowds, they may still swarm, as he was oh so warm when he needed to be

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