Be precise, I would say.
The definition was changing- of the sand...

A scavenger fails to thrive
in upward mobility...

Hits you in the face,
disseminating the chivalry...

No attachment with the
alma mater. You have...

You were becoming more prone
to violence, confronting...

Lamenting, what not to-
think. Condemned to burn...

Despite the great divide
a dialogue must ensue, between...

It was a flame in the drizzle:
a golden peacock...

The abundance spills on my
torn shirt, when I was...

When you would be absent,
O Druid, I will know you better...

Training your voice, you
had come around to open...

Leaker had started
the invasion of the lake...