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I let them breathe
Deep in the ashes
Comfort is brought
Vacantly minded
Complacently
All hands in fire are
Masseless and anonymous
Pruned with such ease
A parliament breeze
You are to kin
With the machine
From bends within the seams to saprophytes
The pawns that sew tweed to its disguise
A seeing glass to worlds of andesite
Is ignorance as clissful as its silence [?]
