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Nov 2014
Mum is The Word of the rock...
none by night, eyesore by day.
Such is the patience of The Architect...
on Opening Day.
Pick up that rock...cast is through
the glass of consciousness...
if you hear a shattering...
it's just resistance.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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