For us.,

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The world's temples are framed Discourse was unraveled Decorate the window Sowing Rolling time squeezing the body Age is aging You are getting old

Wrinkles implied twilight
Trained to tread the world
You're tired
Wallowing sweat puking red
Squeeze as strong as you can

For us
Your son
The pitch of darkness is weak
Falling weak
Forgive me not able to reply
Just a prayer stretch
Took happy
To you.

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