I'm on a grind of sorts,
So raw thoughts to pour fourth
From the well of horses
Spectral mental fus roh
Crystallized the forces;
Torn distortions
Cast across the portions
Of Mind as remains inside
And the sorting's fine,
But it's slow going;
The hope ain't died
My tank's been waiting to strike
Reinhardt throwing the knife
And time is nothing
To a mind like mine
((Refined Raw Sugar draft))
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