Entrenched
Doomed by predetermined moods
Complaisant by means that only the stillness of quiet can allow
Lightly jolted by the caresses of conveyance
Thoughts of silence ebbing throughout dulled lobes
Scenes of sedation
A disallowance of shared experience
Dark stains deepening
Spilt by light
Fermenting through age
To a hazy dim
Incandescent washes
leaving sweeping fragrances of warmth
Through softly chilled dew
Lids collapsing
Strained by consciousness
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