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§¤=†~.,,,,                  Fat Cap                 ,,,,.~†=¤§
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#@§¤=†~.,, In Gardens Among Stones Along  The River ,,.~†=¤§@#
@§¤=†~.,,, Grows  The Mushroom.  Between  Ferns And ,,,.~†=¤§@
§¤=†~.,,,, Horsemint Grows  The Mushroom. Along The ,,,,.~†=¤§
¤=†~.,,,,, Creek, With  A  Reddish  Cap  And  White ,,,,,.~†=¤
=†~.,,,,,, Stem And Quirky Gleam  In Its Eyes Grows ,,,,,,.~†=
†~.,,,,,,,              The Mushroom.               ,,,,,,,.~†
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,,,,,,,,,, I Am Dreaming.  A Package  Has  Arrived. ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,, Through The  Park I  Go  To  Pick It  Up ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, From A  Bitter Lady. A Slot  In A  Wall, ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Lady  Inside,  Me Outside  With The Rest ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,              Of The World.               ,,,,,,,,,,
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=†~.,,,,,, Delivered  Is A Ny fat cap, A Nozzle (Or ,,,,,,.~†=
¤=†~.,,,,,       "Cap") For Spray Paint Cans.       ,,,,,.~†=¤
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@§¤=†~.,,, Through Young Forest, Thin  And  Rubbery ,,,.~†=¤§@
#@§¤=†~.,, Whips Shoot  Up From The Earth. Kirskale ,,.~†=¤§@#
##@§¤=†~.,    Around My Feet. Concrete Trenches,    ,.~†=¤§@##
#@§¤=†~.,, Abandoned Gray  Walls. I  Shall Try  The ,,.~†=¤§@#
@§¤=†~.,,,             New Nozzle Here.             ,,,.~†=¤§@
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¤=†~.,,,,, The Paint  Inside  Comes  Out,  It Comes ,,,,,.~†=¤
=†~.,,,,,, Like A Massage Shower,  It  Comes Like A ,,,,,,.~†=
†~.,,,,,,, Thick And Slow  Beam. Rich With Red  And ,,,,,,,.~†
~.,,,,,,,,               Gooey Paint.               ,,,,,,,,.~
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,,,,,,,,,, Doesn'T  Hit  Anything.  It  Keeps Going ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, And   Never  Reaches   The  Walls.  It'S ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Forever  Falling,  But  Nothing  Will Be ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,                 Stained.                 ,,,,,,,,,,
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.,,,,,,,,,            I Think To Myself:            ,,,,,,,,,.
~.,,,,,,,,       "New york Fat cap" Is Weird        ,,,,,,,,.~
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