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Lost on the floor.
Swimming door to door. Ever after, Even more. Mockery, Crafty crockery. Trickery, Quick terpsichore. Running wild at the welcome. Thieving vials vandal valium. A modest little hellion, Orphaned rabble rapscallion. Outcast at the callback. Needing nightfall’s tall black. Wondering why we’re weakened. Blinded by our beacon. Incase you missed scene two, Blubbering won’t get you through. Achey limb, lone language, Tall bindles bundled baggage. So make yourself a sandwich And wait for the roof to come down. Now the mirror wears your frown. Making u-turns around the town. Leave a message, He’s not here. Who leads the horse When you disappear? Cloying, grasping for the reigns. Epic dramas, our disdains Don’t hold much water. Come down off that alter And keep to your groove. It’s baby’s little move. Case the joint and pick the lock. Don’t forget to set your clock. 3/28/22
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