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Erratus Apparatus

Chronologically, the life force of upward momentum

Eratus, irrigated field leaves at the backdoor

Leaves in the mailbox

Always upward, from below, the deepest place

This may have been out of my frame of reference though

Did you see the half-mast falsehood

Up the pole, down the hole

Listen to the secret word

Monitor of the algorithm

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Written by
reece
English
Published
Apr 12, 2016
Lines·Words
9·57
Notes

Sometimes they talk, sometimes we feel them

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#cancer#killing#for#chicks
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