.All relaxed with nails bit to the quick
While golden was the silence,
Like foam filling the mouth of the exempt.
The burdened saw the damage,
Absorbed with our legs lost to heated-white lies.
We remain to pull its frame
From the ashen wreck of anxiety,
Blown to conspicuou.
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