bell would be quite proud.
through wires we mend fences.
phoenix from ashes.
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not borg
digits on my tongue.
spill and merge on my wet mind.
my mind is not borg.
air surround
man you are water.
swimming in the air surround.
drowning in wetness.
humbly human
clawing the belly.
the beast issues its warning.
eat humbly human.
sky high
birds of a feather.
locked together on the wing.
how high is the sky.
more please
fate finally smiles.
spills gold from her pleather purse.
can i have more please.