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weighted scales fallen from eyes that I do not own other monsters come beneath and rise over them we place napkins so lightly arising and weep tea time, flowers, amenable, soothing running to get a foothold, three steps before a leap none will say goose goose gander to you or I nobody wants games now in my rubble of storm all is a heap of torn down things floating away hold onto your hat, it's deep here, a gamble there are footholds in a marsh inside my dream pitons need sharpening, moon shines merciless as we tumble into said ravine on one long string lost, as begun never to rise
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
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weighted scales fallen from eyes that I do not own other monsters come beneath and rise over them we place napkins so lightly arising and weep tea time, flowers, amenable, soothing running to get a foothold, three steps before a leap none will say goose goose gander to you or I nobody wants games now in my rubble of storm all is a heap of torn down things floating away hold onto your hat, it's deep here, a gamble there are footholds in a marsh inside my dream pitons need sharpening, moon shines merciless as we tumble into said ravine on one long string lost, as begun never to rise
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
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