be true to gangs
of rain

a table for the parting
lamplight

uphold the heart
like dishes on a rack
shirts on a line

be true to cannons of turmoil
sun in the summer trees

put your guts to follow
hooves of flight
make bright your only means
and disregard the
only sin

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