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AnxiousAlan Bernheimer

Before Defoe

Deep'sky Nights as a kid Eyelids peeled I've forgotten more Drifting down the staggered lights Than you'll ever know Rhubarb, pieces of eight Feet in the air And the more I see IQ getting filmy Car lengths at a time The more I see Surface tension, rimfire I need my fingers to be careful with The more uncomfortable I get

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