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 Dec 2024 in alia vita
ZOO
Walls leap from underneath  
                    sighs to the lamps on the stairs help my blind climb
                          as I hang around. Papers on the door
         burn
               apologize I've not returned yet
                       shaken by a cold understanding  
how I've become distracted,
This has been nonsense.

— The End —