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Sep 23
Not Now
Would that you could

stand in place of me,

that I may recall myself.

Bit head to toe.

Static drops in longhand.

Revived right there...

where it so happens.

A silly tulip slipping

out of mass.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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