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A skin leap


A time snails back
A façade or a glitch in a memento of my fingers
A circular dry pinned gaze
Lanes henpecked the nostrils bays
A sweaty pave walk with hasten mood and broken cups which could happen rapidly
A silverine .!!
If I try utilize a claws to grasp a thoughts
A twinkle plash bullying my visage as a vertigo stalk the choke cubicles
I watch the anti hero stop barred the curfew and mingles coat
All over my body .
Can I smoke a breath please

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