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Give me some other world to sip at, this one is diluting. This is how we dance A row of tombstones; economics? Market of waste, reinvent me. Aligned, invisible, gothic Encased in amber necklaces Suspended animation I will wait for years. Frozen for renewal. At every chance, the prospect of lightning calms the heart.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:12 PM UTC
Amber
Give me some other world to sip at, this one is diluting. This is how we dance A row of tombstones; economics? Market of waste, reinvent me. Aligned, invisible, gothic Encased in amber necklaces Suspended animation I will wait for years. Frozen for renewal. At every chance, the prospect of lightning calms the heart.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:12 PM UTC
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