Relaxation, had latched itself
To his turbulent frame;
Spun around him
Thrice over,
Til he offered up a sigh
Relaxation
Had ground his bones into dust
And he crumbled with a smile,
On his hazy descent
Relaxation, had latched itself
To his turbulent frame;
Spun around him
Thrice over,
Til he offered up a sigh
Relaxation
Had ground his bones into dust
And he crumbled with a smile,
On his hazy descent
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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