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It's not real, not the
hands or the wheels. A season's
delusion, now kneel.
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Willem Indigo
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What a view. A necessity it may seem, in a dream nowadays, that the report is due on Monday, the deadline was reached four days ago, and you’ve enticed your readers with the sultry presence of fabled outer limits danced upon for data astrophysicists will drool over.
By Willem Indigo3 years ago in Poets
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