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trolley problemsilver tears streak across the horizon. / bare backs shilt the weight of travellers / they can only
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vanillabland perfume! i / INSULT your un-proprietary-ship- / like behaviour of letting / your / scent / dri
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Wingsmy fingernails have gone missing. / I seldom have the time for them to seek / missing appendages sli
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UntitledHoney-rays drizzle through the peakings in branches, / Diamond-sparkles in my eyes. / Flecks of gold
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SandbaggingHe took off his jacket, and he looked... smaller than I could ever have thought him to have been. Al
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bedtime?silence is silent - / it sneaks up on you like a deadline / slithers its way out of the drawers in y
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