Lyrics of Sonnet

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Courtesy of blank intuition.
This lattice is torn repeatedly
Frame by frame.
By you.

And within withering syncopation
In time (totality) escaped: me. create me.
A neoteric identity
By you.

Blistered, secreting everything
Into expansion from sin.
Forcibly redefined subdominant
By you.
By blinding modern marrow
By you.

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