Momentum, the Tree Quaker, Goats slither Up...On a Midnight | A Fools.Grimoire

Momentum, the Tree
Quaker, Goats slither
Up...On a Midnight Querie
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Of a Scrambled Humpty Fearling
Catapulted, Silence Searing
Calling or Falling, Lean lobotomy;
Aspiritual insincerene, I fall out the I's of Me

Snap, slap, how long have I been nap?

A fire
found its flame
but couldn't care less
about a name...

What a shame, the fire isn't to blame,

lest the stain, it snickers, sputters, critters in(s)ane, chanting Your Name

Hide(ous)

Or

Die
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a
t
e

Meyend

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For the past few years, I've been dead,
Candy Castles Creaked Crookedly till my Breath Beat Belligerent...^..v...^v^v^...is anyone out there? Echo Dos Tres,

I finally understand how a door opens, Newtonian...