Pulse (soul-o’man

Pulse
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Respect my wishes
I’m down for critics.
Speed of beasts
Bit by bit,
They all crumble to pits
And fall to pieces
What befell remains a puzzle.
Knit till veins began to nuzzle
Wet the sky with evaporated thoughts
It’s a celebrated wrong or write off.
Venture out via a vacuum
Lecture out all the values
Best of ways to be bitten
straight forward stress swerving the heart sideways.

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