ponderances

light,
cut through the barren
limbs, the trees
put there, for
certain
to discuss impossibilities,
determined
to deem demise unworthy
with
both hands tied,
surely,
to make some fairness for
the fight
in spite of right
circumstance,
missed in magnitude of
ships
passing,
some cruel sweetness
to keep
this
life
constrained.

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