acetic_abc

run till the hips
turn inside out
true

skate till the pants
are wet hands
yes

aethiest pie grows late
in the day
pushed on solar wheels down the alley so greeting
and with that logarithmic tree
standing in fixation of the heap rudabega feelings

rudabega is rudimentary
squash is obituary
we is cassowary

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allatonceapleatintheboundlesssky

if wok thoughts turn out to have been
crimson in taste and belated in after