A Blend of Easy Nightfall

Taking the curdled roads out

A blend of easy nightfall

Making it faster as the chains keep sleeping

Taking the binge way out

Slowing it down as the sloth surrounds me

Fighting erosion

Asking what does it matter

If it matters

In my smash of clarity.

The wind chimes drool

Glass shivers harmonies

And I am scouting new lands, just

Beyond the blend.

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