Drag in real terms, yes, sets time right as night grind ends
As light orb nears each, sight eyes search space in out-nerve
Noise ears age reach stage, show prey each change in arc last
Curls urge rest lest sick, strange to ask rank lest age bends
Ebbs most odd to ear, false lost orbs aid trance ends rage
Real eels stalk trace stakes, float light on weeds, edge reeds swerve
Drown rest orbs with night, swish trains aid roast larks, alms blast
Aim near ghosts each lapse, shoot true roots ask no ghost eyes
No orbs blast left eye, swear in sweat, treat each right sage
Ground ice vents each nose, dry rye ice vents each rose scent
Each drop grows each space, not out where hues edge real ewes
Rest orbs, yes, aim light, chords heave each deep dank age rent
Tank rage ebbs at truth, stage trains at reeds, last asp blues
Arc rests, ghosts urge eggs, up please, wait, as reeds doubt spies
Noise ebbs, vents each rise, so oil boils each rise like yes
Grind rest eyes each night, graze or blaze leaves in neat sheets
Oil reeds dose each rest, cast help as orbs take in cheats
Such oil bleeds each reed, such oil bleeds blue if nerves guess
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