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lizzard with the sight
told tales to its kind
memorise
the patterns on your side
opening the mouth had
yellow ribbons tied
weigh that phantom limb
mementos of
archipelagos
leave
a self
for a foot of clubs
the vestigial
for the unperishable
in my mouth i keep a fare
but my hands hold on to all that's new
and on the morning of the stars
i climb outside and grasp the night
old skin shed
in dawn of light
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