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This place, more nowadays.
The badlands redeem.
face, through magnified glass, still draws me in.
Those big draw me in.
Distrophy, again.
Entropy: care so for kamikaze copilots who wear helmets.
but commingling.
Privatized public apologies that are and sold.
and stored in atticks for addicts.
Cold hands the mile-high regrets.

Perhaps!
Impossible to plights of professional penmanship.
routines, worn knees in a crawling season.
Easy to imitate the shave a mountain man's beard.
Insidious sight-seers candles to those clutching torches.
Torture.
How will put out the flames?
Once to be the anxious, nae marionette.
But in time, the shrewd, arthritic puppeteer.
and contrast.
Were you better off as you alienated your limbs?
your purpose to flail?