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ZILCH-CHAPTER 7-SHARE: Upwards is his destination Lost is his designation No call from Stars above No message of half-hearted love Green reconnects with Red to combine As our Smith relaxes his invisible spine His journey so far has been to hone and refine It is all he can muster, so far out of line No matter his blindness, he saunters past The Fire's Cot, mid-molten blast Making Names wander, til' the Bellows blow Up stairways, they travel, where our Smith now goes Steep and coarse, the walkway is cobbled Thrown together, stone and metal were knobbled Though our Smith travels slowly with a slippery crawl He soon gains some confidence, and takes steps, small Almost like a snail with it's juice left behind Our Smith leaves a trail a hunter could find Green and Red splotches on a watery rind Moving unbothered by secrets enshrined He shivers and coils to the top of this 'case Wriggling his body to scream from his face "CaN i PlEaSe ReTuRn To ThE BoSs' GrAcE?! i KnOw I'm NoT aLoNe In ThIs SpAcE!" The steps begin to brightly glow A clear departure from ash and shadow The metal grey shifts to a sharpened Pink "A fallen Smith is a missing Link."
ZILCH-CHAPTER 7-Share-1st Third: Upwards is his destination Lost is his designation No call from Stars above No message of half-hearted love Green reconnects with Red to combine As our Smith relaxes his invisible spine His journey so far has been to hone and refine It is all he can muster, so far out of line No matter his blindness, he saunters past The Fire's Cot, mid-molten blast Making Names wander, til' the Bellows blow Up stairways, they travel, where our Smith now goes
ZILCH-CHAPTER 7-Share-2nd Third: Steep and coarse, the walkway is cobbled Thrown together, stone and metal were knobbled Though our Smith travels slowly with a slippery crawl He soon gains some confidence, and takes steps, small Almost like a snail with it's juice left behind Our Smith leaves a trail a hunter could find Green and Red splotches on a watery rind Moving unbothered by secrets enshrined He shivers and coils to the top of this 'case Wriggling his body to scream from his face "CaN i PlEaSe ReTuRn To ThE BoSs' GrAcE?! i KnOw I'm NoT aLoNe In ThIs SpAcE!"
ZILCH-CHAPTER 7-Share-Final Third: The steps begin to brightly glow A clear departure from ash and shadow The metal grey shifts to a sharpened Pink "A fallen Smith is a missing Link."
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What once worked once, now picks up runts.
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