toast boat 18

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forcing hands to walk forward
freshing stands for the crowd tomorrow
telling oars to paddle more
hot tulips engage the guests

june dates evade the crests of
crashing cycles that speed to death

dashing sand upon them hell
stiffening peers gaze beyond
freezed in a river gone gone remote
vested in a faith, the art the leather
pacing doubts of doubters lows
holding pen posing shows




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