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deep-personalization
hanging on by a hair, hardly, here nor there; tangled, trapped, within a twilight atmosphere....
icycles wear the heart like a crystal, cold, chandelier; running on reserved gears....
existing in a space where; the line is thin from "here" to "gone"....
Published 5th Mar 2021
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