Searching with clandestine affect
As simple changes wield unexpected results
Adding the hint of unspoken lust to a stolen glance
Choose the retrograde, the rough path
Undauntedly challenging each crag and defile,
Each moment a tangle of the past woven
Into the roiling chaos of next moment's wakening
Steering confidently into the future
All the while grasping for a rain soaked pearl
Peace must be made, the three conjoined
And what emerges; bright gleam on humanity;
mudscraping whore; cannot be foretold
ultima ratio regum. X
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