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I fell, into the net

Face down

Bounce back luxuriant

No strong string stealth

Held me down

Down among the knots.

I never picked

Licked maybe

Til the sores healed

And my brother stopped crying

He still simpers, quietly, feather Down muffled sobs plaintiff, pillow drowned cries, ache for hope of real,someday,  somehow, some time soon?

We float

Drift

Gather memories of stories that maybe might not ever, not ever not ever not ever not ev not ev no ev n e n e.

Not e

N

E,..

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