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lucky I found you, your pool was full like every other kiss so filling and cool lucky all softness and hardness fuse together like my arrival, unprecedented was your prominence lucky we come back to life in other forms like matter, the material that makes up a square/ the shape lucky you defused me, the corners round my square/ the space like flow and float, I am a riverbank/ the blueprint for a Plaza lucky for you I am blue, perhaps I aid your passage like sage, you age less in hours lucky for your distance amounts to months like having no say to our limit be less lucky I felt you pushing the stop floor- bound like on a feast, I feed your need for abundance lucky we are alike, we had time to integrate like rocks and dirt on the river lucky wet pieces all meshed together I am in down to my knees you wanted to tailgate me left my gate, you allocated a-way you found was no way at all you carried my backpack to board a plane tracing our old steps while you tried to find me we covered no real distance screened the timer zero points amount to silent screaming:                                                - lucky I                                                            like you - fancy gear headset on ears broadcast soundscapes in zeros not ones, nasal phonemes aphonous the smellmometer indexes zero A bit off                 of you            **** xerox machines I told                     them to print his smell well                     get it to stick, not to slip away                     ruining the T-shirt for my sleep
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Feb 13, 2024
Feb 13, 2024 at 12:31 PM UTC
xerox machines
lucky I found you, your pool was full like every other kiss so filling and cool lucky all softness and hardness fuse together like my arrival, unprecedented was your prominence lucky we come back to life in other forms like matter, the material that makes up a square/ the shape lucky you defused me, the corners round my square/ the space like flow and float, I am a riverbank/ the blueprint for a Plaza lucky for you I am blue, perhaps I aid your passage like sage, you age less in hours lucky for your distance amounts to months like having no say to our limit be less lucky I felt you pushing the stop floor- bound like on a feast, I feed your need for abundance lucky we are alike, we had time to integrate like rocks and dirt on the river lucky wet pieces all meshed together I am in down to my knees you wanted to tailgate me left my gate, you allocated a-way you found was no way at all you carried my backpack to board a plane tracing our old steps while you tried to find me we covered no real distance screened the timer zero points amount to silent screaming:                                                - lucky I                                                            like you - fancy gear headset on ears broadcast soundscapes in zeros not ones, nasal phonemes aphonous the smellmometer indexes zero A bit off                 of you            **** xerox machines I told                     them to print his smell well                     get it to stick, not to slip away                     ruining the T-shirt for my sleep
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Feb 13, 2024
Feb 13, 2024 at 12:31 PM UTC
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