S auntering in the road-side; slow breeze is getting high,
L amenting on how I couldn't figure; the deadlocks throughout,
I lluminates a dark moon; with the brushes of dark clouds,
P leasing is too much; when it's just slippery slope,
P ampered that every form; yet it's stumbling down,
E ager-eyes are gawking now; far from the races trice,
R inging an infinity bell; wish if it's slow gaze,
Y earning for one step; even when there are thousand escape,
R abid holes are here & there; if one considers to fill up the gears,
O ccult rays, grazing down — in the middle, with no hurdles
A ccumulating the choices once; it's a do or die, right?
D earth of mediocre lights; the path is full of rides,
S low down dear for a while, what if there's an actual deer?
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