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machine
The machine that lost its way.
Looking through a glass of made up functions a winding move undoing in its done,
In its sway a broken.
The visual of its making begins to crumble.
Its stagers in its repeat.
Like a clutch bolted from its stable.
Its gone so gone from its going on in never ending ever....
© she licks my heart's desire
Looking through a glass of made up functions a winding move undoing in its done,
In its sway a broken.
The visual of its making begins to crumble.
Its stagers in its repeat.
Like a clutch bolted from its stable.
Its gone so gone from its going on in never ending ever....
© she licks my heart's desire
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