So, come on, & Assemble yourself!
caress madly this chambers' echo -
this great caged perfumed meridian!
To propagate our need for life.
To glory in self like a new-born infant
uncouth & silently prowling its great moon-lit stage
Purging the calls of history! -giving life form.
(w/ancient Indian paint)
and stroking ourselves by the shade.
we'll give life form,
prowl, and chase....
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