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Please pay attention to all the detail.
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Dissembling all notions of reality,
I abuse fragility in every pattern.
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Fr[agile] moments blend in meeting as
O[various] needs assert cool greeting,
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Carnation for apathy, / The anatomy configures cypress and silver textures. / Separated and entwined, / The source emanates from the capillary compass. / Elevation from structured strength, / The will conflict
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I am yet another reflection of myself, / a recursive self reference of an image / caught in tow parallel, plane mirrors / facings each othe
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a syndrome of the night, / something like Stockholm - / only you never really / kidnapped / me - / but took me against my will, / I sunk in / drowning against your chest - / I saw another you
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I - Transgression / Advocate everything on the scribes. / Advocate everything on the minds. / Advocate everything on the principles. / Advocate everything on the logics. / Transgression phase, / The symb
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So please just turn away/This is all I ask of you
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Impaired vision in condensed medium / Clustered thoughts in claustrophobic particle / Occasional tangents on differential surfaces / Captured moments in vertical space / Undetermined emotions / Unattained exist
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The logic components seem to stray inside the parallel play. Strength in illusion, the lines of a concept may see the rise. Master of the
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barrows seal the homes where bones return to dust;
dolmens house the disembodied dead—
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21 / 21 / 21 / Breath encased within an amber glow / 21 / 21 / 21 / Sent to fight in wars far away / 21 / 21 / 21 / Shivers intoxication my lungs, s
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Water / splashing across ankles / caressing the prepubescent minds stuffed full, / with the cottonwool wrappings of infancy / Grits biting, laying the seed for the germ that grows / and writ
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The old songs have a habit of recalling the old thoughts
When I listened to the old songs when they were new
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I did not miss you
today.
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Dear Journal; I've been doing it again...
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she follows maudlin and maliced on the metro tracks
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and i scream in the face of a thousand-nation army
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