The days deny, what the nights decry -
Of the velvet substance of dark repose,
Of the glimmers and shadows,
The subtle innuendoes,
Of that which must glow,
To be known.
Refined Sensibilities Whereby the Inner Tolerance & Outer Resistance Have
Been Compromised by an All Too Swift Development
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Development of any kind is rarely manifest in equal apportions of
progressiveness. Nature spurts and spills, with shoots and runners,
propelling into life ...
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