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Free Verse

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Angels go past
and I look at bramble.
Angels go past
and I find a synonym.

Angels go past
and I crave for chocolate.
Angels go past
and I pen a questionnaire.

Angels go past
and I solve a riddle.
Angels go past
and I take derivatives.

Angels go past
and I spot a crevice.
Angels go past
and I dream of pulling guard.

Angels go past
and I lust for your hum.