Morn spent, dreary
Inhibitions gave
Away and warmth
Ensues and fog-breath
Spun to candyfloss and
Drips precipitate, and make
Insulated flare affair
Take flight. In drenching
Gale a spinning fool,
Finite-less, gaze up
Accepting calloused hand
Design thy own reformed delight.
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