“Yet Moved..”
by Loia
Regarding this…
Cast off restraint…
Embracing this–
All but faint.
Hands of this–
Clay with paint…
Yet moved from this…
No–not me!
O wait… cain’t!
To end up taint…?
No–not me… ain’t.
Face of this–
Have complaint–… 💥🏳
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