.Looking out across suburban yards to the construct of our>
Days through the thinning of the trees. Whay can I only
Build a house of cards? Than gets blown to ieces with the
Fall's first fickel breeze. When I feel that stirring, the
Illicit kiss. Than's just the cool tongue of the devi.
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