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Molly

In a factor of 1 I was time and alone For prayer peace, and solid hours, Third in succession To Rome And strangely removed From the towels we remember Finding swim And fields of work And jubilation There were mercury keys And days of Saturn setting I was your hero But we became the republic In no way of finding out I was remorse and you were both feeling and scared Too much lovely, And not enough sounding strange But forces were And I was a day that talked to you In sight of redemption, some, Fears of knowing the end of islam- Made me the enemy And you were closest, Every night, To my baptism In shaded countries, The ones with places, I was the countryside- and you were a looker Sweet repose by nasturtiums- And borderline Republic, You and me, Fixing Qatar And wanting to be first Through every door You were the smartest Woman And paved every way To avoid my death- The Hero at war And I remember you Chasing our dowry Screaming down at mansions Affecting Europe in force- To be frequent and fast And taking chances Like the fool ocean we drank And chose to swim For Earth’s dark And lonely Finn Squirrels at home, rest, and play The juvenile Epiphany for all Mulroons Making our Month to Aladdin Escaping by dawn To the Rothesay we borrowed Upon real war- And not totally beat Like lions And the elite Perfect broke, As the angels, And praying starry war- Inverted but also shared For wanting home And saving Shannon We feel already Our escape hatch on plus To give us get With simple days And heights of Peter The only edifice A patriot of seeming patterns, Not us- We were the other And it took us to Reykjavik By classes 1 and 2 Specialist flights And below deck To sleep while fasting For fortunes of echo- Loudly chambering A new Woman And mechanist While we pray for Saxon The policy out loud For turnstiles and waving at war Like it was- Just a story And ending dawn