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4.86

andrewwalshe

No limits but for creativity
Dream dust
of which there's limitless
Presence felt deep
Emitting envoys
Above rutts
Sensed structures
Strategy huts
Hatches batten down
A storms a coming
No kidding were not nuts
1000 life cuts
Awe wows
High kite struts
As lightning strikes
We feel it all and all feels us
A trembling deep
Akin to ripped guts
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Submitted by andrewwalshe on May 12, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme ABCDEFGFHIFFJFKCDF
Closest metre Iambic dimeter
Characters 347
Words 68
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 18
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