(jasper)
I disperse you when I doubt.
I dissolve you inside in the vertex.
Veracious glassed-in view of veins where I send out a dart
in the search. I take you by the hand and I lead you,
I push you continuously like a stone
toward the top of the mountain. Tomorrow,
you've told me sometimes, moderates and maintains
a distraction. I battled within you inside a predetermined doubt.
There was no lack of tasks. It was a running of the moon pushing
like I was pushing within you the fabric in fabricating.
Wind passing by, tips splitting open,
tongues, always those and the thimble.
I disperse you and I push you. I jerk the jasper of you,
my hair contemplates my construction.
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