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Jun 2018
,,A trance ,probing   "
"a dictum //  
intricate,ruby mayb quite& itt comes
A-diction
"  down the rAbbit hole" in time,
a-room built off crystALs&&the orbs

again again again again as
thiss keps coming in  in-blocks/compeletly-A-solatire-

/pristine in,here , itt-wass ,  inn rapture.as it
,is, now,was liked pretty muchh
the behemouth  my mann ,  done  /repeatdly,  
all-corenrs

forr everr it isbent
everytime,everytthing tht i cann remember
a lott off withering / whineingg,
lott off talks just   mi-alone
and this i remmember
"she" is the sheep  she said
, drifting /at angles/only lonely
  all the bigg/pretty pearls
forr manny many more pages to come
she says it polietly
that it  delves deep some place ,here
nvinn   fonia
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nvinn fonia  45/M
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