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3.iii.23
4.62
palimpcestors
palimpcestry
for ghost writing
see self as lost from
any page does
it’s all come from catastrophe
and where we’re headed now
just hear the machine
see some such
once were all sky
now thunder in the bones to be
and every tail
wings down
kick in the veil of ignorance
then can’t find where I left
do what’s not supposed
some other flies in
I’m gone
take a clean shirt from the line
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