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She flew out of a lark's mouth, she was high in a cloudless sky. I had a telescope in my mind and an old VHS video recorder for my left eye, my right eye had already been blinded by self-winding hummingbirds. Her apparel was transparent, her hair was transparent, her elfin ears were feathered and those feathers were transparent. I thought this is going to be hard to capture, the telescope has had a foggy lens for ages, and nobody has a VHS recorder anymore. The skylark started to cough, falling far on broken wings. Meanwhile, the transcendental and translucent swiftly descended, as smoothly a hard-working Mary Madeliene on a Dollar Store smoke break. I was slipping forward through a moment that was entirely transparent. She dived into my mouth so damn quickly. Hidden behind my trembling epiglottis, she began to sing of our love, a song that got louder and louder until it was almost (actually) unbearable. Even so, my outdated recording equipment had grown far too transparent to show anyone or provide any tangible evidence of her invisible existence. Nevertheless, I continue to birdwatch on the moon.
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