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53 a m a r y l l i s To go to sleep, baby trope, she strokes Her green coat like money left out To dry. To sleep out like a lamb On the sofa, smiling for friends Before her house recedes To money, sleep without interest In March, surprising her eyes With her hands not yet up In winter and summer hitting 140 Characters collapses proper names If money saw the sky Cheating on your own Theory without eyes, my rain is over Hurting her under a tarp, she learns faster In snow the speed of dark and stretched To fit the browser, if slowed down enough An embrace can be a hit, the song she clicks Windows drop off onto the stream, what I saw next I’ll never remember My computer was a house in me I was away from my computer 54 My computer was a way for me To sleep and zoom in My house what I remember next I’ll never send my house Away, screen locking Neighbors out for higher speed Connections too close To drag the orange man Through the streets ...

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