Anybody

If anybody should,
Would be, conceit
Maybe, but still at
That sill with the
Deep breath of will
Spilling sights into
Night, life dripping
Yellow stripes left
Right like arrows
There to go, below
Those hopeful sighs
Coping eyes copying
Notes floating, as if
Flying, writing over
Those everbodys as
Anybody, but me

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