Beat me down
To the river of people
With the opposite flow.
Beat your brain
About movement on paper
Which will burn
After one light on.
Dry till brain box
With eager to nothing.
If snow falls
It is still not winter.
My count goes
To whatever
Breath breathless.
count till whatever
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