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Dashing Eloquence


How?

The grass expired. Birds didn't move.

They refused to change their tune to a different mood.

Time? 

My fault. No. Necessary movements due to necessary turns.

Dare I not move? 

Pass away

          Silence today

                       Still or Dead

I should move. I should agree. I should move

How?

Change thy tune to a different mood.

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