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Apr 2017
start to finish
all songs are the same.

won't know if a pattern's
long until it lasts.

even amidst its repetition
aspects grow and change.

assume the integration
of its seeping, breaking down
amidst the slow erosion
of fictitious length.

as the relenting of a
vacuum to its contents,
opening's a dissolution
of the empty spaces
we produce.
Written by
dryead
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