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a morning of mourning
begging ache for egg bacon
moving slow I hold fast
for what - I don't know

about white bait and nations
or calico warp spirals
a fabric of fever of favour
of the tragic and of magic
of a universe - I know

I will live beyond dawn
because you said - so
Written by whale
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