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| a fragile order of violence |
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| a tale of displaced sexuality |
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| a child man |
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| and your cloud line urges me |
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| mister in a grass puddle |
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| copper morning constitutional |
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| for delphine |
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| i had that feeling again today, that |
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| when i was a child i died in a movie. |
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| landscape with dead duck |
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| and there were many dead ducks this year |
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| me in heaventree |
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| heavenmelt |
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| the reason i like panoramas is they are peaceful |
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| seyrig |
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| the fragility of order |
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| there's no law. you can't take too long. you can't look at the stars. ground ships. |
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| verticality and the horizon |
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| watery othering |



















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