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The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
One fly amongst many
the flowers cannot remember the flood
I smashed it into a million pieces and cut myself on its beauty
your geography is slowly becoming mine
I peer across a chasm and you peer back
The Great Oz Node
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