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one of those daze ( ezad esoht fo eno )

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waking the bread, squawking the dog

walking a torque, haunting a bog

cows in the brown, facing the grey

misting the bus, pissing the day

feathers ‘n’ dust, riddling lips

tumbles of tongue, bottles in ships

bugs in the bots, webs in the flies

ebbing a flow, ghosting the skies

toasting the beans, open the end

blur in reverse, foaming a friend

blinking a sea, singing a whale

leaden’s the stead, twisting the tale

scratching a map, gravel in boots

graphing a plot, circular routes

boxing a frog, scallions weep

sleep beneath eyes, eyes above sleep

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