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asylum piece. will be back. love you always.

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You and Me (1971)

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Loopsel - Backward Vision

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wanted to write something tonight but

could not grasp well

so all we could write was

thank you!

...

the sun is coming up now

we hope

this body can continue

climbing time because

that's what it does

it allows

a plateau where perhaps

unneedled walls let

unfastened thoughts move freely

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1121 fantasy

something

functional unrestricted

movement

instead more forecasts

trembling et al

...

why are things the way they are

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Abbild

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it feels like it'd been a dream

reeling back not sure why it's

mostly autumn peяhaps

because of school we remember

the excitement playgrounds corridors the

sun on the fallen leaves the rustling

dry then wet so many faces colorful books it all seemed

so different who was it that lived

through that distant dream another reason

we latch on so strongly you remind us

of it but not in a nostalgic way it's like

it's real again it's not so much its absence it's

more the distance

we have dreaded every september for years now

they remind us

things are different

we saw someone back then we

didn't know exactly who it was but

we've known for some time now

somehow

it was you

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Eavesdropping

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unlike the bread we cannot contribute

sacrificial crust for the common good or

any kind of good we inhabit

all this floor and the bathroom one too sometimes

it’s understood the sacrifice is

not fat enough yet the rites persist like everything else

blindly coldly it’s

the display that’s important all the while

the glorious parasitic lighthooks dangling above

all this endless puddled water making us

remember the inputs determine

the outputs control them and see

the gentle channels paneled metal

sterile landscapes no days or nights there

we'll be safe

and eventually hopefully

we'll be free

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When You're Gone

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sweltering nightmare

too hot too tired to think

as we drift off

clinging to

the last

minutes only

one

pattern floats above resisting

the concrete blocks it's the

it's the thought

of you

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The Sweet Hereafter

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domati i krastavici eyes the

cup has always been empty

words can only be wasted

no use in trying only

only avoidance is

not a dead end its divine aspects

its glory

some energy levels can never

be overcome we should

hold tightly to precious thoughts

all else is dust

our rabbit friend and

our metal house

the future which is now past and

the future still coalescing

a frozen sunset on a distant world

thousands of years

careful eyes

so calm

we've seen and hope

we'll see again