the
whole
ball of wax
was overwhelming,
but melt down
tapered
that perception…
into candles—bra’
lit’ one by one
and opportunely,
–I doubted dark
existed
surrounded by
meted, tallowed glow
the
whole
ball of wax
was overwhelming,
but melt down
tapered
that perception…
into candles—bra’
lit’ one by one
and opportunely,
–I doubted dark
existed
surrounded by
meted, tallowed glow
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