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A tail of something that swam here, the beginning of welling blood I spy with my little eye Streaks and something alive A faltering world Or am I looking too quickly? Past it, over it? Am I even looking? It would take an unliveable number of years to be aware of what I perceive I lack the overview to select what's important and I wonder why the unimportant should be important to me now Or am I just slower?
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Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 11:16 AM UTC
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A tail of something that swam here, the beginning of welling blood I spy with my little eye Streaks and something alive A faltering world Or am I looking too quickly? Past it, over it? Am I even looking? It would take an unliveable number of years to be aware of what I perceive I lack the overview to select what's important and I wonder why the unimportant should be important to me now Or am I just slower?
Collection "Pending rain"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 11:16 AM UTC
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