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[IsabelG]

blossoming of slippy pieces
and papercups. I won't breathe

out

no folded planes
at a numb day.

Which is here lined to grow up and up at
last, just to be a: fallin' asleep plain,
on some wafery sheet or even a white-
ning height. So throw up! Clouds of
pushy colors, before surroundings sag.