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Updated: Sep 30, 2023

invisible hoaxes not all see it this way

parachute cord trees catching his eye

text ricochet waves of loose grammar

a cartoon of old selves smiles to unnerve

scattershot razor comes down to the wire

flat line thought bubbles flat out empty

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