-09.2022~10.2022-
I
Fluttering are posts.
They’re sopped incognito,
Till bubbles popped broke.
II
Pupils are straggling,
Resulting from the instant.
As he ordered so.
III
Tramping said they can’t.
Yet hive has bounced off for fun,
Never met a punt.
IV
Dark he dressed in dark.
The roaming goes on and on,
Always alike lore.
-These are in-class-crafted pieces.
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