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,,,,,,,,,,  in a black rubbery sleep i dream about  ,,,,,,,,,,
:,,,,,,,,,         cold boiling asphalt and         ,,,,,,,,,:
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@@§$=†=:,,    they were tearing down statues, and   ,,:=†=$§@@
#@@§$=†=:,  bellowing their manifest, in the rain,  ,:=†=$§@@#
@@§$=†=:,,               in the dark,               ,,:=†=$§@@
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§$=†=:,,,,     and something followed me out, a     ,,,,:=†=$§
$=†=:,,,,,  yearning. a memory of being touched by  ,,,,,:=†=$
=†=:,,,,,,     a ray from a raspberry sun. still    ,,,,,,:=†=
†=:,,,,,,,  there, everything would be gritty and   ,,,,,,,:=†
=:,,,,,,,,  full of tar. rain upon it. but then a   ,,,,,,,,:=
:,,,,,,,,,  few bright and colorful anomalies. and  ,,,,,,,,,:
,,,,,,,,,,           a promise for more.            ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,,  like waking up with a business card in  ,,,,,,,,,,
:,,,,,,,,,              your pocket...              ,,,,,,,,,:
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†=:,,,,,,,   a feather boa wrapped around a velvet  ,,,,,,,:=†
=†=:,,,,,, lizard, surfacing for milliseconds at a  ,,,,,,:=†=
$=†=:,,,,,    time, calling, tugging at my arms.    ,,,,,:=†=$
§$=†=:,,,,    begging me to sink back down and be   ,,,,:=†=$§
@§$=†=:,,,  with them, with their kind. easy to get ,,,:=†=$§@
@@§$=†=:,,   washed away from the tether, from the  ,,:=†=$§@@
#@@§$=†=:,               way back up.               ,:=†=$§@@#
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§$=†=:,,,, but i cannot go. the consequences would  ,,,,:=†=$§
$=†=:,,,,,   be too large. especially since i'm in  ,,,,,:=†=$
=†=:,,,,,,    the work mill and they've got their   ,,,,,,:=†=
†=:,,,,,,,   eyes on me already. the feeling will   ,,,,,,,:=†
=:,,,,,,,,  wane, and i will miss it, and cease to  ,,,,,,,,:=
:,,,,,,,,,        understand. like every day.       ,,,,,,,,,:
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