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oh fuck, there is is again twice, in as many weeks many weaks, yeah, that's is what is is, not the question what is is, it ain't, can't be vacuum, something, of nothing something i've missed, maybe not even possible, or only is want dream un-full-filled, fantasy in any case, weigh too late like ever enough time, doubtful never to have, and the knowing only evidence, the gasp, single cheek bound tear, tears vision from unrequited , mystery ... |