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by holy holy vine

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in my dreams there are walkways, part covered in some ocean they are buttressed along stone walls, set into hills and we are not untouching, yet we are not ongoing we are samely and nondigital - we are sun to water - water to sun. dubious of the beautiful, i struck pursuits of beauty caught somewhere suspended with the pigeons in the trees fucking high above the poet incanting through a megaphone to smokers in a garden - i'm wavering in the half-shall - til lamps from all experiments show out through the stained glass to every city's memory - bare the bird of baltimore - wear the bird of baltimore - there the bird of baltimore.

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abt dating water signs, pathetic literature, forgetting the architectural histories of cities, and listening to tootard. also abt not caring abt recording; first takes, few elements.

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released September 17, 2023

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holy holy vine New York

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