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Dec 2020
The horn of plenty
The allure of inexhaustible gifts
Cheap optimism
The bones of antediluvian monsters
The soul, summoned out of its body
Partly dream,
Partly fear,
Partly despair
The fundamental urge to slay, to ravage, to plunder
This moaning pessimism
Amid luxury and security  ..
This com-modified universe is our boredom..

Gypsy
Gypsy
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Gypsy  61/M/Earth
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