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Grey skies flying moor storm in a teacup gas cell 4 the clock hands are matchsticks ... The letting go of everything in hopes of trimming the airship this seat is no longer taken ... In love with a bad idea the zeppelin and the magnetism closing in beyond the minimum safe distance ... Dim blue flame a psalm of survival: days and peoples and places are transatlantic numbers crawling from the wreckage the clock hands are matchsticks
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Jul 7, 2023
Jul 7, 2023 at 1:15 PM UTC
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Grey skies flying moor storm in a teacup gas cell 4 the clock hands are matchsticks ... The letting go of everything in hopes of trimming the airship this seat is no longer taken ... In love with a bad idea the zeppelin and the magnetism closing in beyond the minimum safe distance ... Dim blue flame a psalm of survival: days and peoples and places are transatlantic numbers crawling from the wreckage the clock hands are matchsticks
Carlo-C-Gomez
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56/M/The Exclusion Zone
Jul 7, 2023
Jul 7, 2023 at 1:15 PM UTC
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