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Jan 2016
This is
Another
Version

Trampled
Lusciousness

No one
Told me
Of
A paradisal
Ether

Where one
Can talk
Through
Black mirror

A symbol
Of neck
Pain

Artificial
Light
Stuttered
Communication

A message
Received

A naked
Body
Or
Satire

All transferred
Via satellite
To my
Jeans
Rhys Jones
Written by
Rhys Jones  Oxford
(Oxford)   
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