.
How low be thy shame?
How low
Don't know
Oh no
Uh, oh.
Our Mother in Heavenly Spheres
Cosmetic cosmos revolving slowly oh so slow
Draping our eyes with curtains of lovely light
Live in sight of these kingdoms
Falling
Falling
Falling
Oh no
Uh, oh
Everything has fallen far apart
So far as it all goes from there to here
Nothing left to to take apart or adhere
We are
There
We go
So far
So far
Oh no
Uh, oh.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-07-09 at 19:01
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Uh, oh
Our Father that art in PurgatoryHow low be thy shame?
How low
Don't know
Oh no
Uh, oh.
Our Mother in Heavenly Spheres
Cosmetic cosmos revolving slowly oh so slow
Draping our eyes with curtains of lovely light
Live in sight of these kingdoms
Falling
Falling
Falling
Oh no
Uh, oh
Everything has fallen far apart
So far as it all goes from there to here
Nothing left to to take apart or adhere
We are
There
We go
So far
So far
Oh no
Uh, oh.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 291 times
Written on 2022-07-09 at 19:01
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