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epistle log 30irty 2wo
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two bulls in a china shop of communication
the doubling of breakfast cereal and connect four
roller coasters allegorical and tangible
chilly sunset vistas and playlands
where in the hell did we park the car?
talking far too loudly in lines (blushing/shushing)
soft mornings spent laughing
purple flowers blessing a brute trip to their end
candle light in a cave
a year in a day
a year gone by
time cannot hold it
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