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[miiir]

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Gulls over scratched concrete. One week of the leave ahead;
take your time, chew the pen on your matchhouse going skew.
Walk to the dam, the mill, to the watershed;
there is a mirror highway invisibly missing you.
Jacob, Jacob, the steps to the sun are still high!
Tears are no way round, be it smart or motion blur.
A cat rather than a hare wobbles the grass in a shy
Making clear the present world is known and groomed to learn.
There are photographs to exchange; "well, you better be my guest"
(but save them and read them so many times later again).
Unseen from your window, dresses and continent plates progressed
along the evolution chain,
the long evolution chain.
The tube is pushing up fry, chill and strands of the mermaids tressed.

It was here in your sunlit dream that you fell short to settle
upon a matter that the entire world is to two, maybe three a nest
and it might turn out that neither the first one will go, nor the second.

В каменты призывается mitr, потому что ну кто же еще.