ABOUT US

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We weave eaves

droppings found

in ether knits

mixed to max

out on swordplay

all onging off

about bouts of

Corerelations

from form

functioning as us

escapes we at her

  {           }weather control taoer

where wombs protect Om from bombs

"O mom of us all"

We cried allowed

there was no accounting for what followed

[Comfort bubbles bursting all over

turning us into mom knows what

intercontext: cohearandsees splendidly splitting seeds]

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