THE APATHY EULOGY lyrics : "TO BE READ IN THE MORNING DIRECTLY AFTER YOU WAKE"
yet if I were a sparrow I'd be perched on your finger despite the miles.
how tender and supple is the frame of your art.
you weave gracefully; gracefully weave.
undo me sweet tenderness.
undo me.
consume sweet lavishness.
consume me.
sunset filters through the bridge and rests gracefully on you smiling
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