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In the fog you never find the middle or the end, rainbow-like solid and invisible It starts somewhere and ends somewhere, somehow, or maybe not, an illusion A broken stick, a covered track an outline shadow for a moment An illusion of you having passed here and there, wherever and nowhere.
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1:37 AM
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