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of stolen sleep ( peels nelots fo )
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scribbles on a paper plane ink the hymn of stolen sleep spin the spawn of sisyphus laugh at shat as weasels creep warbles of the broken ode suckle not the pot of toss or the war of banging doors rubber balls & stalker dross nature sees the tails of snakes hears the blear of little men bitching of an even black flapping with the winter wren sinking with the phantom sun lick the mist & kiss the swan so the moon is blooming true float with stoats & badger on ...