Within Again

There is a stage

In the address of man,

Who could do better?

But how he can.

Immorality revoked,

He must perform,

Lest chokes

In the air frame,

Limit his scopes.

But the torture

And the rage

Within him

Threatens to explode.

No threat to you

Dear friend.

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