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A slight - lit compass

I have nine pedestals held in fame, ten to the eye treated cane blame? Do you think a tilt to know my sly eye, tame grain, my cane, showered a church hid cry, the path folded eye woven pair?

I have canes folded battles fair, and you think a lit compass, in your foul silence treatement could wield a crop, in suffering a grain, tame?

I can flash meaning, to the coin flair, to demons, won, flying treatment blame tear?

And death, how the child, coffin, wiltered, the teaching, all to one, the soul stripped back treat, all his, to God hild nightly bold fair?

And you wish my name, folden care? To treated pedestals birth a winning grain? A frown to see, death a morsel, that a cane flown of death, can never shield eyes, all coins upward tease, and the treated cane, I hold, is it my name, the church lit pyre?

An anchor annoyance fame? That nothing treated, then the spit, is it flame a child dead cane, to a pedestal flame, and my eyes lit, to sorrow the vessel all, lame?

I treat one leg claim, until pedestals a birth child rebirth in tolerance flame, lit low crane.

Or all dead, the throne lessons, one sniff, and all dead, how a gay pride, does pride a column all dead, and lessons butchered back treat annoyance sow?

A sniff to solder death all gay men snide, toe creep lopt tend left? And I, what crop, the lended crow tend? To seven sniffs low, and solder weave, a child God divine tended no open tooth losed crop lend?

Solder weave, a spit on all, and the solder the cane mine, to solder weave permission lie, not of this country, lies the crop, the permission never lend, his exit permission tend, my name soiled across the lands sown flame tend?

Do you wish to treat death a soul crop lied crop, or a corpse abandoned in suicide top? Or fly the cane flown anger shame, then the crop, all haloes stripped fair, my crown, the eyes sleet, and now the beaten track, you will endure, to endless time, mine in fame crown name?

Do you think, I lie low, the teeth so slacken beat, that my name shielded loft, or the tended morsel, in knowings, angels tended crease, that never tilled treatment mix, mine all pedestals, flowing guides tame, and never a halo, the tilted mercy, you will never find, the breach hid tolerance flame?

I will guide others flowing caring flow, the death of all, why bother to tag the + shamed knowing crop?

I shield a full pedestal soldered web crop low? To the cropt layer tilted eye sleet my eyes moving crow show?

How crop thee, this day, this day? A soldered freeze? Or a welded foe, the torn aperature, the child soul and all he, hid fashioned butchered, across the man, hid permission never light?

Or the child teach his exit lesson, my name raise, in the lips feasts, I will dive death all slow?

The eyes lit compass, the landing two feet, and my sword, I will crop, the sword, eyes lit compass.

How loneliness my name sheltered shadow crow, does land, two feet, and butcher all pathways, in this country, all pedestal backtreat foe?

Do you shield my name, hid compass find, my eyes lit shadow feast?

I the drifted passages, mine, the shadows feast, and the shadow, you will never fly, my commandments back treat tailored the heel collect?