No one seems keen on me lately, but that is so fine, so perfect, I love the emptiness, keeping it clean, and ready for positioning. So close, very close, but things must go beyond close very soon.
It's another day, and it's hazy, I wasn't sure what was normal, or routine, or even familiar because the schedule was still in effect, but never mentioned, wanted, or allowed to remember.
Here we are, dumping again, and watching our dead swirl into the streets, link with the pipes, and we truly become one with the city as we are transported all along, out more, touching others, all mixing, something new will be happening.
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