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Feb 2021
having seen

what you have

seen is no competition.

internality smiles away.

leaving tracks in a snow

sitting far too pretty for

spring.

sticks can sway in city

spots...opening a forest.

a random observation

is a telescope if I say so.

don't be afraid...die-up.

down is a stranger to it's

own craft.
Onoma
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