Chasten dragons and Dragoon chance Immobilise phantoms with a hug Like beauty’s lies in the beholder’s eyes Premembered clippings of notion pictures Clinging to the never mind Little red barrette We wonder How the memory of now Will turn out.
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when night falls like a feather in a vacuum tube covert carrier crows embark on missions, collecting clues that stick together like birds of borrowed plumes, the secretions of agents. filling ravenous caverns
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