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3 AM


Each note inculcates
in type writer keys

As my fingers
feel
like conduits of midnight pianos

having the statures
of oceanic monoliths
jutting out of surfaces

Shedding
the appearance of pieces

In questions
interconnected with answers

Like a holistic apparatus
that
always
was
always
is
always

And I wonder…

When angels fall
do they understand it all
at all?

Do you?
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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