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     IT IS THE LOCK OF HER LIMBS WHICH TREMBLE SLIGHTLY ‘PON SIGHT OF HE;     pit of stomach slur’s with twist of organs    /    contortion of tongue    ---     heavy   &   lead laced.    coated with a resigned bitter softness.    in another life they had been friends  --   nearly brother bonded to another in equal lonesomeness ‘pon faux pretenses.  ( am companion remains silent ‘pon her wrist   ---   for a moment does their rockman visage flicker   ;   an influx of emotional stir )  careful she is  ----   footfalls gentle as shimmering leaf ‘pon breeze    /     breath held   ----.  (  she is rockman for sakes  ----  a powerful being of pure energy  ---   yet here.  she felt more subaru than alter )   after a moment her-- his composer is betwixt faux of ire  & true concern.  her ----- his voice carries the starlight ‘pon the breeze of dusk.