Doubtful Hints of the Sapien

All is forgotten when all beget a new proximity to leave us vexed
All is all the world desires when children born ignite to fire
For me, I sigh for the weeps of the willows and how our speckles of a speckled dream grasp to throw us down
I and you and you and I, are famous birds
Nameless at birth and nameless in life.