Carded frames.

The holed pliots and wailed over arcades and 

framed triangles untowards the candelabra 

of a tattoo society haring round starting fires 

dog squaring tables often reserved for those 

having found two means to meet the forfeit 

ending earlier than expected 

Games that weren’t set for elbows fiddling 

and turning chairs On ropes for the weighted 

measure the wheel Clay laden 

with sculptured pillars leaning.

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Ithacan feathers merely guide the fallen 

too a different island of library creation.

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Realising the wait for troy washed away in hands

With the inked filled quills attached to 

Box kite surfers as they fight with 

A man made with a stone eye. 
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