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Jul 1
what remains
 is not word,
 but the fold
  between
 what you took
  and what forgot
   to resist.

this page
 is not written.

it
 waits.

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Rastislav
Written by
Rastislav  M/world
(M/world)   
83
     Skyla GM and Rastislav
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