Without
dreaming
moonlight
couldn't
cast
glow
down
below
the
underworld's
occult
mechanics
engrain mystery
beyond
belief
no
matter
whatever
made
any
sense
fluently
here
the
wine
of
poetry
sometimes
closely
mimics
clues
spilling
words
as
silhouettes
roughly glancing
true
meaning
netted
within
forgotten
troves
were
once
living
stories
filed
now
four-dimensionally
sometimes
clear
mostly fragged
who
knows
beyond
those
gushing
empathies
broken
scenes
non
rhyming
free
verse
backward
dancing
mute
singing
risk now
laying
down
drifting
asleep
awaken
dreaming
cutting
reason
steady
breathing
what
luxury
awaits
'cutting reason' oh yes!
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