Moral undance

Naked, by the moonless breath

With visible hope, unfogging glossy moans

Destatuing the unrisen

I hug rare gusts, whisks

Ooshed and exhaled

I speak to debracers

Naked, nailed with sighs

unforgiving I exit


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