Sinking to such depths
I see each line upon your face.
Knowing now I know what few have known.
Selling me what you have sold to all the rest.
Passing down each row the heights I had to test.
Measured by the weight upon your chest.
I see each star that passed across the sky.
Is It Poetry
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