Poem -
SEAMLESS CORE
I’m wishing that I wished no more.
Been praying for bloody fights.
When out-pour's lack some whitened-light the darkness's a murky war.
Be fairly warned.
Just let me sleep.
There is a danger zone that’s sore.
The ocean’s shore cannot be taped.
Nor can this seamless core.
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