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future tsunami
stubborn your humming
you need your
finch crack—loudly
of one one
tickles streets street
that drips
hockey nite maybe
empty sky poems
mountain sister
saw the
pocket skin, a cough:
staff tie;
rise colored of tycoons
jemima
asleep
in astroturf
clothes
messy)
translucent roommate
slipped the sky
dear sex
pop
talking sucks
through, all v8
run with shoes
pancakes mouth
open drunk
with alumni
a thought bed
thighs morning
this this;
ties me to sensitive
movies, in
the crack of
a nighttime plane
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