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rolled up
holed up
Plato people
shadow surfing
sleepy labyrinths
mourning mornings
groggy meadows
twisted maps
crooked mountains
crayola cranium
dancing is the only ingredient
that feeds me
singing is the only transport
that moves me
floating is a recreational drug
playing is a floatation device
winning is an exclamation point
existing is an isolating, intoxicating experience
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