Tuesday, December 16, 2014

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The mission is expressed
      by a fallen bridge.
    Cables that come to the arms
           will lift and lift.
       Orbs will move away with me,
           set rails will smelt and
              imprint themselves into the earth,
          follicles never suspected
              trickle through the scalps of all
                   and give light to the aftermath.

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