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[sphere] is spinning for the round
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:: archive ::
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[..:: breeze ::..]
seven kilometres on foot
... in double quick time
three hours on the bed
... motionless
phone rang in the usual rhythm
... ceasing the silence
i awoke, refreshed
... feeling emptiness
posted by C.L @
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