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01 I walked on Primrose. It was Dusk. On the hill that here I walked on Primrose. It was Dusk. On the hill that here is called just — Hill. A steam engine hooted Out of sirens and… MMXXII
02 In your stairwell the bulbs are always smashed. Apparently that's how someone In your stairwell the bulbs are always smashed. Apparently that's how someone hides an insides turned inside out. Thoug… MMXX
03 Yesterday you stopped Eating for breakfast Good thoughts Yesterday you stopped Eating for breakfast Good thoughts You were left one On one with this Virus of words. Your dreams… MMXX

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