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Sapping darkness that bubbles within the beneath of each oceanless
soul gets tossed to teased ticking taste touch team torts in the
taeyzers to tot two too true

Taught ha
Tot ha
Taught haha

Last laugh

This poem goes nowhere its nothing it teaches. It is tasteless it sits
in the empty alone in with the silence - words words words - durpity durfy
durrrrr

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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