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moving on

   never another line beyond the standard crucible.
   
    perigan dive, falcon plain.
   
we all scatter.  

moving faster, simpler. 

 time has its talins in are rational.

 
look at that sensible head, such a sensible head,
 held by a thread.

  naked in the garden at the beginning. 
 
 got a get out of this skin sometime soon.

  never going to look back
  
   never that vulnerable again.

   

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