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For The Moment

Cars on streets look translucently clear
Turn on obtuse corners cocooning blind drivers
Stuffed with doom and dollar suits threadbare
Buildings burnt etched acid windows loom up from deep, dark oceans streaming
Information cities stamping template tunes to machine beats
Broadcast bands of saccarhine death, a bit of voodoo magic spells
Some secret names that were never meant to last, except
For the moment it appears:




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Written on 2022-04-25 at 22:33

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