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There are colors in unspeakable ancient languages Containing them requires spilling Walking in intersecting patterns Many devices aren't worried yet Still in location, moving with the points Translation of glimpse becomes grasped Light purchases contrast to come through and marry again Departing in different textures the colors retreat This I see flowing through effortless peace? I am surprised at our calm
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Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 12:30 AM UTC
What Isn't In A Lot
There are colors in unspeakable ancient languages Containing them requires spilling Walking in intersecting patterns Many devices aren't worried yet Still in location, moving with the points Translation of glimpse becomes grasped Light purchases contrast to come through and marry again Departing in different textures the colors retreat This I see flowing through effortless peace? I am surprised at our calm
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Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 12:30 AM UTC
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