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The trial of the pyx
How well to keep it a calm
sough?
under same benign indulgence
Letting go a dream
whilst living and indwelling on
such avail
This tenet of ingsoc onus think
up fictitious
reasons of beings went singeing
whereas forlorn in pyx
to unction the only
options strapping dirt off
these shoulders
scrapes like a tat epaulets.
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