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Infinite Minims
In this dim city,
With its limits,
Infinity sits,
Whistling its whims.
Spirits, tiny,
Drifting in districts,
Skirting crisis,
Intrinsic in its crypts.
Mist swirling,...
With its limits,
Infinity sits,
Whistling its whims.
Spirits, tiny,
Drifting in districts,
Skirting crisis,
Intrinsic in its crypts.
Mist swirling,...
