The Attempt

Reach, wretch.
Normalcy's wrench overheated.
The nut melted to the bolt.
Your wingspan encircles your pleasure
does not attain.

Huffpiff.
See yellow
to canary your mine
won't wake up.

Mortarity brickles
brackening bitumpomulade
until graze grants gramples.
Eat, wort, morning.
Meet short warnings
for afternoon softie.

Tool welt your
self ishes into mish.
Itch match and
candle hold the cage
where none leaven,
non-entered.

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