Sonnet 1

In the field beyond drink many waters.
For life will be short without water
looking for the life behind the squatters.
Blood thirst anguish and lamnations of slaughter

Behind the ill of many in future
Supportive, Sexy, and Symbolically Objectiful.
Healing up my correlated suture
Between my besutiful and i’ll buck you

Blasted between the roles of fog
before my eye i see the fog creep
This content i have created this Dialog
Unknow to future self I leap

plunging into the anarchy of the soul
Singing bow

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