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You happen

You happen to blink,

An address of fusion therein.


Twenty-three-o-nine, University Boulevard

But that is not where you reside

from an outlaw is heard a far cry.


Temple upon floor, a land of truth within.

Did you blink of not?


A second of preview, an overgrowth an aroma,

Past Persia, and the Aegean sea.


A land a good ways away, betwixt all but unseen.


Twenty-three-o-five, lot. Kamal.

Where do you live?


Temple upon floor, a continental crack

Right there you live.



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