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Bekkeid

Any slide of litany,

and random errant currency,

the sleeping,

the provision and providence,

and then ...

So then there's endangerment,

and the policemen-

then there's pinnacle's of the ages of indifference...


They said in a small circular figure that this is not our place,

when it really is the only thing we love,

as a whole,

our favorites draw us in close,

yet we don't provide them with much,

just...promise.

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