wicked as the breezes are regular
from the lake to the inland breaks
those nighthawks fly in perfect light
diving on those other ones who die
as such must
in the backyard the listen of the walnut tree
the gilded green swishes
a motion that is so out of reach
that viciousness of leafs hushes
and other non-dimensional constants
from the lake to the inland breaks
those nighthawks fly in perfect light
diving on those other ones who die
as such must
in the backyard the listen of the walnut tree
the gilded green swishes
a motion that is so out of reach
that viciousness of leafs hushes
and other non-dimensional constants
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