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T I T A N I U M_FUSED

T I T A N I U M_FUSED

The Bluebone Broken

Pounded off the rocks

No coin here

I can't even walk

Put Weights on thy back

Sunk Down sumDEEP

Some drown  itsleeps

One floats 

hopeHovers high over Supply falls  

What?

My boats got a gaping hole

All boats have holes

There just plugged up

so to letBe used

Bilge bottoms

critical curves

Crash Dumps Water pumps

Mined ports come unplugged

Dam I'm freezing cold

Old frozen In adrift On Rocky Waters

Its ok to use 

my ship shape shifts

Sirs slightly RightRudders

Tilts til  

I find myself now

The meaningful poet

None really wants to hear

til they really heaR

 sisterEarth hit the mighty high 

Psi pounds  

This works made of my own

Experimental temperamental

Chosen I by elemental

T I T A N I U M was what was used

In that inME has Fused

Shattered Strengthened Straight

Forever lasted eye outcasted

folk yore Tippy Toes

Around a sneaky crow 

whoFollows Me

Surveillance Stings

I am SORRY

Please Forgive Me

I Just Want To Live

Happy to see my happy girls

In I only cherish to make my Son Stronger

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TITANIUM

Lisa I really appreciate you very merry Christmas to you too I hope in your New year bring you All that you desire, and that I Hope you get your up Data portal to a universe made entirely of you. good night to you my lady ,  may well walk with us all

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