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exterior                 summer night streets                             city                                                             unwelcomely cast                                                    with blighted solution an abrasive wash on the senses like an orange filter                                                                             of muted television static everything is one lit shade                                                                                budged shy of a reality streets city pried                             between the housings                            the baked on drain spoilage                  munched under my tread dwelling units weigh                  loud down above me beat in silence              no one alights balconies             a clustered population bulk no one shares light in this building              and no one is known to their neighbour anxious of their fellows                           they coil around their trusted genitalia       soundly               and despise
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Sep 29, 2021
Sep 29, 2021 at 4:01 PM UTC
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exterior                 summer night streets                             city                                                             unwelcomely cast                                                    with blighted solution an abrasive wash on the senses like an orange filter                                                                             of muted television static everything is one lit shade                                                                                budged shy of a reality streets city pried                             between the housings                            the baked on drain spoilage                  munched under my tread dwelling units weigh                  loud down above me beat in silence              no one alights balconies             a clustered population bulk no one shares light in this building              and no one is known to their neighbour anxious of their fellows                           they coil around their trusted genitalia       soundly               and despise
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Sep 29, 2021
Sep 29, 2021 at 4:01 PM UTC
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