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Room service
So many words
Flash through
The giant sky
I cannot imagine the truth
Even after feeling
It's terrifying touch on the walls
Your menace holds the lobby
Your beautiful features
Cutting shambles of it
Of thin-coated clones waiting
In possible versions of contentment
There I greet you
Having crossed the future
And returned without taking
Anyone else’s pet hostage
But knowing I was still yours
And thus refusing
To admit
I had ever gone
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