Regale malevolence,Beyond those uncharted territories of coy,And Vagrant tentacles of warmth,Roams around in artA deardrie – plush sound aboundAches Somewhere black,Serenades swift bruises,Hoards shadows,Would succinctly bareDelectably draconianManicured sensibilities Of Everything. Note: Written 12.40 pm, Aug 1, 2020
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