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While the face faded into the black screen its last words

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In the beginning were birds from green-fringed watchtowers

Alice and George

Hey skinnybones, your body like a periscope, gangly, and collapsible,

Head-nodding Alice

Intoxicant: in the air, dream interpretation is scittered scat, is big-top

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