lost within the supple flame of trust and modes with times to frame

i walk within the title code to rust the rain and slight the mold

we are the peace of time at hand but have no frame with which to hand

paper pallor neutral valor the rock of subtle forces fallor

fleece and flame of flight of pain knocking at the racing mane

of horses equitorial lasses the written word of faster flashes

pecan pie and puppy tie i work on rot and mane of right

peace and flame flutter fly and flails of the subtle fly

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