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Sparklers

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Life, sex and pain were
of mundane existence.
From where to where, we
have arrived.

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From a bridge to bridge
you cross the river
without touching the water.

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When a nameless projectile
downs your flight
you fall like rags
from the sky.

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A spider runs
on tiptoes
you wilt like mimosa.

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The ink spills
an the sheet
hiding the code.

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