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She wires a screenplay
that I think captures it
then she starts doing it
"...I want looking in an idea of
the way she thinks it is and it's
not that way at all"
It's somebody else, an in-
fluence, a refusal
typing — I'm tapping now —
"ambassador" celebrity
that gives lawyers that creepy
bullet-sense of significance
The dawn light is a shift in
attention, a celadon toy
Intervals for her are the same
only cheaper, faster, so
wearable
She enters her suit through the
neck. As shown.
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entering a suit
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