Voices rise and fall in the centre of the square stop, break see your breath pause in the crosshairs of the call to prayer.
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My blood runs in the forest in the suburbs on the farm. It ties me to truth stabs holes in my echo chamber but has started to form metallic droplets.
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Wine is free and your head begins to spin even though you should be working but let’s write and drink let’s turn the letters red to match our teeth.
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Climb the stairs find the lights keep walking it’s just the night and you’re always up for a wander.
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