They make blurry prayers
All manner of birds with all manner of beaks
And little skinny legs and sometimes scary talons
Some things stop up the blood others make it run cold
But not really
Other things: smeared paint, light from a streetlight outside the window, different hairstyles and makeup and manicures, unexpected moments
Picture after picture after picture
All of things except when they are of moments
Is are was wish wish which will William
With which wish wish whenever when whatever wakes water
Those that this is is are will forever for frontyards forage foreword, I mean foremast
Massive sails that everyone mishears this time of year
Buffaloes roam, that's what they do
Cows are around
We'll make our way back to birds if you give it enough time
And sunlight
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