song of 9 reasons

mystery is as then it goes, to finding art there

eliminate lines in finding contours

or, is there as my

standing on rocks in the middle of silentish seas, um, grinning

to be in a now, is a there

sunrise plagues lateness (as a command

three blocks from the park, oh? industrial shut-down buildings

go to where it was

as if hiding

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