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screen-locked ( dekcol-neercs )

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spot the screen-locked

miss the the unseen

silver orbs soar

over clover

of a morning’s

nature dreamscapes

watching spats

& prancing doctors

see the flesh-bots

supping nectar

lap the sop

of puppy photos

texting friends

that loathe them deeply

dragons dance

in mackerel skies

saxon phantoms

plod their footsteps

roman ghosts

beside their stride

left of tread

the breathing undead

pixie shite

on the sole of their new shoes

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