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My tears are-- Narcoleptic diagonals Collapsing forward- Motion into neurons- Bound-by-arteries Instead of gravity. They find construct, By fluorine cyclamen And wildebeest chantries. But to understand Is-bygone-remorse Made of much more Than clovers stitches. Needling skin into bone. Thoughts from flesh.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
Stale Cyclamen
My tears are-- Narcoleptic diagonals Collapsing forward- Motion into neurons- Bound-by-arteries Instead of gravity. They find construct, By fluorine cyclamen And wildebeest chantries. But to understand Is-bygone-remorse Made of much more Than clovers stitches. Needling skin into bone. Thoughts from flesh.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
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