.Will the worries that trouble you so
be an anchor commandeered coat?
The weight that drags your life past the far ends of control.
Itâs the manner of men and of mimes.
Our stitched lips are safes for the motives.
And the bottled lives cry,
"I hope the rain of rocks is mild!"<.>
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