More eyes pull more out
Dazzling at the surface
Attracting strings
Methodically fastened
Pushed like knife through butcher butter
Bleeding, blood is a color
Emergent constellation
Leaking, controlled like a decision
Meeting mid-platform
Eyes
Push pieces in
Scan with hands for fleas through fur, beating
Set upon a beacon balanced
As an abacus
Counting, hail
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