- Dexterity lingers in hinged sticks / that count themselves by one
- If these were normal thoughts / they would bask in the sunny side / of frequency- not the cold darkness.//
- Shadows aren't secret places. / Just overlooked and misunderstood.//
- Streets flowed downstream / past lamp posts and shops / that closed for the occasion.//
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