Burn O Clovered Star!Such majesty in flame accruxed
pouring tendrils from the council,
datum-in-streams affixed to pulse:
now key the conflagratial bell!
Clovers fascinate
in stretch of their arms towards four cardinals,
attract nunneries built of must and paper
where autumn leaves opine.
Days where pondering fizzles,Weeks where humans hang their hats.Months where angels blaze their wrath,Years where smoke-lines sizzle.Everything created by @oddbot
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Sept. 3, 2018