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That Floating Patch of light Dangling in air For minutes on end Moving as though pacing Is certainly either a Secret government project, or An alien spacecraft, but I am both too scared and Far too tired to Go outside and Take a look On my Own
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
1am in the DC suburbs
That Floating Patch of light Dangling in air For minutes on end Moving as though pacing Is certainly either a Secret government project, or An alien spacecraft, but I am both too scared and Far too tired to Go outside and Take a look On my Own
breeze-mist
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
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