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aria

brace legs on the gunwhale hike out against wind’s cannons onto sail, mast, horizon wings slice blue above the clouds carve earth’s pale hide up to standard orbit mechanical layers slipstream silent black: domination of the paradox I, sing? man, … Continue reading

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oxygen

We enter the choir room first impression: the air is stale the windows are locked the accoustical properties are terrific first act: open the windows first law of using the room keep windows shut tight or earn wrath of committee … Continue reading

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