A sum of splits
Gathering
God knows where
Has not yet reclined
Like aging laughter
Kid without a voice
Kid without
Tied-up moon
Tied-up moon
Holding, as I recollect
My noise tightly
Fearless
Arousing me
In silence
Has not yet ɾeclined
Like aging laughter
Kid without a voice
Kid without
Tied-up moon
Tied-up moon
Tied-up moon
Tied-up moon
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