Fresh off a safe train from Nyugati to practice
More failure, to talk about tables of elements
Or pretty glorious weights and measures
All the torches beyond ten steady eyes
Like the indeterminacy of us and together
All that is worse, never better


Welcome to wherever your several secrets to share
Rest, go ahead and tell us, we come from here
And are in fact practicing failure as we speak
As swollen and opulent as any ingrown golden hair


Let us discuss at least that with our crumbling beaks
Where we are trying to live, we are all from here
To say we did not lose to self-restraint
Number unremembered any way
When there is but one night to move
Behind eyelids and to ring bells backwards
There is but one day

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