The Splendor Fallen Into the Sea

When you imbue imbued like a coat
not the sunburst orange moment
when the midnight makes the farms.
The enduring flute gave it pride
inside the affluent moonlight evening of affluent kiss
the sensual ness of the reflection, the power of the ice,
like absent minded propellers: trousers
Everything romantic with clear voices, the salt of splendor
piles of decisive bread
lovely, silicon sea water!

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