Panic strikes from both directions
inorganic tense perplexions
leap to land upon one's feet
strickened parched pervasive heat
stretched upon upheld restrictions
paw prints plastered with precision
a break within the exhaust's grasp
must wait to silently outlast
the next amplified extensions
accelerated drifting penchants
there they go, onwards, high-beamed,
encapsulate fire-breathing steam.
Strictly speaking.
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