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i let them breathe
deep in the ashes
comfort is brought
vacantly minded

complacently
all hands in fire are
massless and anonymous

pruned with such ease
a parliament breeze
you are to kin
with the machine

from bends within the seams to saprophytes
the pawns that sew the tweed to its disguise
a seeing glass to worlds of andesite
is ignorance as blissful as its silence (???)



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