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Not of Voynich

smutch
hardwood
lead paint
flake white

vellum pages
deeper set
combinations

layers
terror the
chimera

okay own
mistakes

clash these tiny lyrics
harrow to know
you & you
our hands wrung

grey eyes ball
lightning we we

struggle joy
this space that is not for
lone all & real it

incipient seafloor spread


Posted 08/09/10
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