Runs and rasps
and rails retracing
Covered parts of
subjects chasing
Pilfered traps
and bundles trailing
In further rays
of rattled fin flaying
Rips and tips
and tattles telling
Mitered parts of
people moving
Saps and frosts
and rendered fraying
In further splays of patterns playing
Depths and deeps
and colours showing
Savoured parts
of personal growing
Whispered peeps
and shadows clearing
In further arrays of rainbows crossing
Running outflows all telling one tale
What was
within, was what would come out
Whatever
was there, was all that was hale
And the things
outside, now inside out
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