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This fungal construct.  This cathedral of bones - once stone - dragging

Wings I couldn't breed into sleep I cannot see..
The velocity of Gravity breeds the Demons, and their teeth,
and what hands I had are nicked, bleeding. 

Dream separates my meat from clavicle and knee as

far as my feet will dare into Infinity and, between, Music. 
breathes for those that understand; that build land from

Feelings i can't leash before they tear out of my yard. 

And so I am left. 
I am Discard making Divinity from the dark