augmented...and diminished....
with aegis...under shepherd's crook....
all
about
spun
with
spume-light's chords....
scintillas
on
a
wayfarer's cloak....
dismantled....
rewoven
on a broader luminarium...
form another arc....
one
of
tangents....
predisposed
to
ululate....
a perfected pitch....
hear it?
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