an inexactity
this once
for instance
I was driving past
your alleyway
and caught sight
of oilcloth
quite afire
today is this
repeat dream
scaffolded with
resorting to
plus too
replete
last summer
I was awake
the whole time
you were being
birthed to death
and now
this oligarch
this scree
this raunch
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