Illuminate in crystal light those blades,
Trunks, and bodies, so perfectly formed.
True. Spotlight in memory,
Stoney King's gaping jaw.
The bobble if the ball's across the lawn.
Companionship, a heady bliss.
A lethal high. The rebel's first,
Gentle kiss. Monsters bright in garish red,
Hounding children.
Black and small.
Friends are here. Now worries now.
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