Wrestling mater
stacking stones
even when the strain
stains pain in the deep bone
another day
boy I can't wait
It's shaping up
to a bold estate
What I put past me
What I look for ahead
the ironclad conclusion
of how I make this bed
what I'm stacking up
pages galore
it's a hell of a lot
and there's so much more
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