Slumber soft eyes, still a sober-second.
Behold, bereft burdens; Believed, but not beckoned.
Deal directly, doles of detested doubt,
Over my omnipresent, omnipotent ogres- of
Substantive bolts. Born by deed to the objectification of
Such Corporeality.
Slumber soft eyes, still a sober-second.
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