The Running of Man

The Running of Man
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Andrew Defrederico - 2021 Oct 18 13:43


Clear and indecise between the remnant rooms
Fall from the boards at conjure be ladled
A white for in tune bred the nature fortune
That comes softly, speaking softly in treading
The lines far as eyes can believe, a solemn statute
Reaving the wreath of a reading ready to soon
Be the wretched for waving crowds deadened by sound
I of the son, hear the gather of jewels won
By the man to be at there, a many ran and stare