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At Crystal Time My cold lattice Demands more space. My claws of sharp water dig to free My Friend the earth From your black tar. I have found her! Seven inches down. Lovely In her open truth. (Sorry about your tyre) .
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:01 AM UTC
POTHOLE (I am become ice of simple power)
At Crystal Time My cold lattice Demands more space. My claws of sharp water dig to free My Friend the earth From your black tar. I have found her! Seven inches down. Lovely In her open truth. (Sorry about your tyre) .
jeremy-ducane
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 2:01 AM UTC
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