A Room for A Lone

Guess the end at your palm
Held up briefly by the calm
In your chest the fast asleep
Given name for letters cheap

When did we forget the score
Clichés sang please never more
Gotten each the What We Ask
Taken pond does story's task

Silent narrate gone to scorn
Forests laid out building born
Such a cradle death did hug
Referential footnote bug

Gain the mount you pushed away
Second person did it pay
Question all and let me be
Ever lone regret the plea 

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