Imagine the end
Imagine the endTo be an endless stutter.
Each salivation,rushing at every attempt
And halting with the lapse of nonsense.
Oh, the pain of melancholy strain
The rise that meets no fall.
How desperation lets my stutter ease
Before my stutter stunts
And
Omits to then mutter.
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