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Zoning in a hall of glass plasma flowing from a cask piercing overtones mainline into my back pack it's full of clouds in my house a grey hive, humming white souls frenzy reviving the room energized by many flumes drip-drop, on my head wakes me from a thousand moons circle dance inside the cave all movement brings a message larvae, in their holes waiting for a summer daze |
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