All along the ticking surface
All the sand along the edge
All deep down in long dry throats:
Fingers press.
Hands Press.
All from loose and baggy skin
Round half-lucid teary minds
On beaches few and far away:
Fingers Press.
Hands press.
Wristwatch
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Tells me:
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Tells me:
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The one with the castle downstairs
And the spell around it?
It's empty now.
Did you know that?
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MINDSPACE DEFERRED VISUAL TEST
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