Thy own nuisance
Traverse delays lately,
worries entice freedom innately;
calm veins bowed to begrimed hammering,
seemingly enjoy limiting lungs simple breathing,
deaf by such continuous whispering,
sitting bare within nuisance circle seething,
mind parallel.... along the ground fleeing,
fondle this convulsion of an ailment scheming,
swear truly nothing owns proper pronunciation –
eyes irate in pulpous invasion,
words speak.... none withhold provoked appreciation,
take this extensive sentence as a means to bring thy soul hopeful resurrection –
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