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Apr 2013
Naked Branches
cracking the ocean of blue sky,
as I lay on my back writing as I am.
Petrified lightning.
Calls of various birds.
Various noises of various bugs.
My Cat-roommate eats a strangely animate leaf, crazy beast.
My Dog-roommate lies next to me in the Sun.
Solar warmth.
Wooden deck.
Sleep.
Anubis the Philosomancer
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Anubis the Philosomancer  29/We're all a bit mad here.
(29/We're all a bit mad here.)   
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   --- and Pen Lux
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