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My Carrier ................*Time climbs unclothed,* ........................*Naked,* ......................*uncovered* ....................*.............* ................*Once time stopped for* me............*As I wouldnt stop for it.* .............*............................* ............*We bathed passed waded puddles.* ............*When children played since.....* ............*...............................* ............*And ascentedly lunged the bladed .............*.............sun.............* ..............*When children passed hence.* ...............*.........................* ................*A mortal once wore.....* ................*in winded coats........* ................*Expecting time's.......* end............*.........................* ..............*...........................* .............*But, oh no, particular time,.* ............*it stopped for me..............* ...........*.................................* ..........*Apethetically lifeless,............* ..........*a child lay bone...................* ..........*Her skin too disturbing to hold....* ...........*Occationally time hindered.......* ............*but never came to halt.........* .............*Oh yes time,.................* ..............*it stopped for me..........* though.........*.........................* ................*.......................* ..................*Bleeding in........* ..................*open air..........* ..................*Hacking in........* ..................*respire...........* ..................*No blood..........* ..................*though,...........* Oh no,............*..................* ..................*But time..........* ..................*climbing bare.....* Nakedly in the open.*...............* ......................*.....Time...* .......................*it did not* ................*As I, wouldn't stop for it* |
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