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organic origami

are we but from one cloth cut from first hem until last worn never mended nor resewn upon the potter’s wheel cast moulded, kilned, by but one spin never again to be rethrown blown into a vase or flask the … Continue reading

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sequestered sequel

from this tome some words shall stray november seems a world away fifty kilograms of laden load yet on this twirling toll road two bits, a quarter will do point seven eight eh you many scenes to get you through … Continue reading

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