the soot of sleep is night's to keep;
above your head swim angler fish
until your thoughts have time to steep–
they skid across a petri-dish
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- Melissa
- Baltimore, MD, United States
- HERE is a secret space devoted to the studying of curious occurrences. Overlooked Barometers, Strange Men in Tweed Suits, Disappearing Places/People, and Divinatory Patterns are of significant importance.
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