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Feb 2013
If it is sunny in Europe
The Dutch caws of misunderstood will hallow my pestle and mortar skull to round tinnitus into song;
The French Fries will come with mayonnaise in a Bruges cafe,
Light lines tracing dust in cycled prose.

Light lines tracing medieval footsteps on a Roman road.

Bonjour, old world.

Mon nom est Kyran.
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