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free for tall treed lumber root bad guys outing picnic aunts

when left to count pixels, let a finger feel glow’d lack

the map moves us, folding skin into neat lines for the box

All the Es in the world can’t keep away heated vow Ls. Spell thee over, mum bell.

well thought you dint get through big moment

and as if thoughted makes a different plate

The gone return in a wood panel room with diluted vhs colors.

No matter where they are, no distance ‘tween voice and ear.

Bend down to nano need.

For those with safety valves.

Choose all to every.

Not just for words but as the citizen supreme.

These be testy.

Welcome to OverPoetry.

More fluctuating text to come.