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made up of moods
(singular
event)
touched till
once when
then nostalgia
riff
leaf lit
up she
rises
and hooray
of moment
the
pleasing
and the
after, sad
all
wordlessly
can’t help
but
be blessed
and damn
your eyes
come
crashing from
the pills
mostly
spells
off kilter
on again
a run, a
variation
all cast
about sugar hit
see the
circle into, on
discovery
of you-tell-me
arrow
points up
to follow a
curve
there is a
breeze
in my
branches
key change
inebriants
come gather
you
scrum
so pitter
patter
all meaning
here’s for
horizon
altogether
now
three
cheers
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