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| Credits: Amrit Ghosal |
As in the tremolo bends
Jacking up the rhododendrons and thistles
Glimmers of hope shredded unbound
Photons intercourse to the point of inflection
Diffusion, ah alma matter, trudge now
Novel garrison of sheathed glass
Shed no shade
Shout and laugh, gay at bay
You be dazzled
Gleam, you muddled laws of reflection
Come forth the brunt of corpuscles
Vandals and sages, alike they look,
For the queen drinks away the twilight.
I love the sounds in this.
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