Statics? or Dynamics?
In fact, what I am —
Every night you think &
Feel in your loneliself:
Useless, undone.
Ma'm, just bank on me, only once:
Come into my aloneself!
With rhythmic but silent movements
Or/&
With metrical stillness,
Still we can prove:
What, actually, we are —
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Author:
Rahman Henry (
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