Answer:
Caught in the maddening burning sun leaving,
of which I know nothing,
under your feet a hawk wing,
rather than to the sane living.
Talk much to say nothing,
i am reactive time, I went with him rotting,
neither by the bed of a skull dazzling,
gift of happiness belongs to those who take it out of its packaging.
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Answer:
Caught in the maddening burning sun leaving,
of which I know nothing,
under your feet a hawk wing,
rather than to the sane living.
Talk much to say nothing,
i am reactive time, I went with him rotting,
neither by the bed of a skull dazzling,
gift of happiness belongs to those who take it out of its packaging.