Tuesday, June 20, 2017

2.1873 : 6/19/10 : One Eye

One eye clean
one eye mean
excuse me sir I am
enmeshed in the machine
I built it myself
I was my own only
Santa's elf
and this is the mark
that will show
the break: clean
filled with strange delight
I won the
wrongly chosen fight
and I will call
my perseverance
might
if it might end here
for once I'll try to make
it clear
the best I've got:
the portion
of the Sphere

what

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