Full of the fever from every sun.
The distance persists despite the fleeing from.
Blue arcs of archaic bridges aggression.
Pull the lever of selfs pound to raise another’s ton.
Empty are the eyes of every one.
-M
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Full of the fever from every sun.
The distance persists despite the fleeing from.
Blue arcs of archaic bridges aggression.
Pull the lever of selfs pound to raise another’s ton.
Empty are the eyes of every one.
-M