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Pardon the Interruption
Youth spills
into the institutions,
splayed
in
states of prism,
spied upon by
eyes that spy/eyes that lie. This matrix of vapor.
To be free
is
a caper, to seize
the
breeze, weaved through branches of trees,
surfacing
in
vortices
of
light, believed by the seas.
into the institutions,
splayed
in
states of prism,
spied upon by
eyes that spy/eyes that lie. This matrix of vapor.
To be free
is
a caper, to seize
the
breeze, weaved through branches of trees,
surfacing
in
vortices
of
light, believed by the seas.
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