Bumble bees and bees,
artichoke and fees,
trampolines and senses,
wicked nocturnal serenities.
Tree trunk celestialities,
armored transcendental primordialities,
screams towards ryes
anti pro-principialities.
of misconception,
of realized suffocation
of drowned immersion
hearing a cloud pain.
Ay!!! Wrought pleas,
of nocturnal screams!!!
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