T-kun Unusual Wordsmith III

In the data code of the digital world,
Rest upon from the thrown of the lotus pond,
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Slowly is comes together,
falling.

Bending the laws and being out of the odes that confide it.

Tremble little hands,
grasp for it,
and chance it.

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It happens out of the blue, Read the rest of this entry →

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The Pain, Too.

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Keeper of the keys would not fully grasp who he is,
But should hint a little what it means. Read the rest of this entry →

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Taking another go at this site’s Magnetic Poem Boxes and came up with the following. Any ideas of what the poem is trying to say? Read the rest of this entry →

Trouble has come in a fussy way, Read the rest of this entry →