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the snoring dog

sounds just like

a mourning dove

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time for a comma

days after solstice

still dark

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rejecting each

grain of salt

ant passing through

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nine of clubs

wet and face up

in my parking space

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suddenly

behind the bed

beetle

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later

banalities

will be exchanged

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mostly

your splinter

person fragments

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I chastise

my robot

cunt

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I like

the ruse

anyway

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on my desk

in my office

chicken sawdust

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