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Dalia |
Even the cosmopolis gridded itself
until its hues were
pixelated;
Liquid could not pass.
[around the corners of its systems]
And it, too, froze and shattered in the substucture
and like fine bacteria clustered around the underbelly
Scurrying from indistinguishability
ever mitosizing,
Extinguishing and organizing.
It blindly found its way.
Lest we diviply our multivided
manufacturisms,
and based on believings
(conceivings, actually)
self-deploy a fine feathered fiction
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
in boxes in boxes
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