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A Deadlocked Thought
It's a slide of syrup
cakey crystals - tawny trickles
prickles deceitedly wasting
this, my Ever Wall
a stymie - a canceled clock
a drop of clotted time
surmounting strengths with twining ivy
...for...
I know that I am never mine
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