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Hello pen. It has been a….while

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Decompile night set

The landing gear

Leave your lover 

At ease to concieve

And dream of her

The syntax highlighting

Dead soil digging here,

Mothers trauma brings 

Smell of death here.

Help me. It’s either

Glad to see you your

Eyes dry even misting

In your mist of love

More of a add pare of love

Hindered hallucination to

Reassure us that for you

So in love. Grizzly pugs..

But still in that stomach 

Here I only need now.