Map to the stars
Let stippled liquid pace gingerly upon canvas,
see it causes no impartial fuss -
let loose abounding holes a voice of lesion,
create one's own enthused Eden,
two entwining infusions,
one enduring rhythmic percussion -
lax worry till dawn,
crumble such inner swollen hindering gone.
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