I would say equality benchmarks vision, while all the earth occurs in comparables.
the up and down keys capsize stasis that primped as some de facto god before consciousness, that any shift is spawned by capi-class endeavors,
another way to say that happiness once thought derivative now lives unto itself. the mind can learn to trawl your equidistant-from-my-lightwave premises,
and standard moments know to cry when they are stable as they were.
my nights are swollen moments my inclinations, brass. these illicit willows, frapped as cloud sores. and the acreage unsunned delimits sorrow.
the species we are warming is ourselves.
in some frail simulacrum of a universe, I mirror you.
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