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Crevices and Window Screen
a different kind of light expanding from a heaven impermanent textures illuminate each scar resting on my bed a folder to keep it hidden grid lines across my mind cannot tell left from right relying onthe plastic guidance to steer my thoughts to an endless shore a click of inspiration, undented walls to block my thought from deeper shade a simpler life through memories caused from plastic on my headboard memory without thoughts of why... untutored steps into your path across my fogged eyes flashed an appearance in your windowsill through scraping screens i'll show you intelligent moons a burning sun waiting to fall again