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Molly

In a factor of 1
I was time and alone
For prayer peace,
and solid hours,
Third in succession
To Rome
And strangely removed
From the towels we remember
Finding swim
And fields of work
And jubilation
There were mercury keys
And days of Saturn setting
I was your hero
But we became the republic
In no way of finding out
I was remorse and you were both feeling and scared
Too much lovely,
And not enough sounding strange
But forces were
And I was a day that talked to you
In sight of redemption, some,
Fears of knowing the end of islam-
Made me the enemy
And you were closest,
Every night,
To my baptism
In shaded countries,
The ones with places,
I was the countryside-
and you were a looker
Sweet repose by nasturtiums-
And borderline Republic,
You and me,
Fixing Qatar
And wanting to be first
Through every door
You were the smartest Woman
And paved every way
To avoid my death-
The Hero at war
And I remember you
Chasing our dowry
Screaming down at mansions
Affecting Europe in force-
To be frequent and fast
And taking chances
Like the fool ocean we drank
And chose to swim
For Earth’s dark
And lonely Finn
Squirrels at home, rest, and play
The juvenile Epiphany for all Mulroons
Making our Month to Aladdin
Escaping by dawn
To the Rothesay we borrowed
Upon real war-
And not totally beat
Like lions
And the elite
Perfect broke,
As the angels,
And praying starry war-
Inverted but also shared
For wanting home
And saving Shannon
We feel already
Our escape hatch on plus
To give us get
With simple days
And heights of Peter
The only edifice
A patriot of seeming patterns,
Not us-
We were the other
And it took us to Reykjavik
By classes 1 and 2
Specialist flights
And below deck
To sleep while fasting
For fortunes of echo-
Loudly chambering
A new Woman
And mechanist
While we pray for Saxon
The policy out loud
For turnstiles and waving at war
Like it was-
Just a story
And ending dawn