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Just because you’re feeling sick of it, does not mean that I am sick of it. Are we not quite good at faking? We ought to record a flick of it. Make sure you show it to Mom; you know that she’ll get a kick of it. …And Babel’s tower collapses; It’s lucky we still have a brick of it. The present is almost invisible whilst one is in stood in the thick of it. F***, how are you still so pretty? I don’t understand the trick of it. And hours of effort are lost now; all that it took was one click of it. Doorways are metaphorical, she said, as she made short work with a pick of it. Just because I am now sick of it does not mean you must be sick of it.
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Oct 18, 2022
Oct 18, 2022 at 6:07 PM UTC
Ghazal 2 - "Of it"
Just because you’re feeling sick of it, does not mean that I am sick of it. Are we not quite good at faking? We ought to record a flick of it. Make sure you show it to Mom; you know that she’ll get a kick of it. …And Babel’s tower collapses; It’s lucky we still have a brick of it. The present is almost invisible whilst one is in stood in the thick of it. F***, how are you still so pretty? I don’t understand the trick of it. And hours of effort are lost now; all that it took was one click of it. Doorways are metaphorical, she said, as she made short work with a pick of it. Just because I am now sick of it does not mean you must be sick of it.
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Oct 18, 2022
Oct 18, 2022 at 6:07 PM UTC
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