Too Many Plots, No Ending is Right
We're Full Light With Nothing to See
Mulled Over Tea, So Close That Night
Three Months Time Where Will We Be?
These Words May Speak to Neither of You
But Why These Two, No Air in These Bands
Too Deep to Stand, Still Haven't a Clue
As to Toil in Which Land, Who to Pursue
CK
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