this relentless separation of things, then the mania of alloys feigning pure- re-caching, reconfigurations, alchemia corroding the pointed-to
turn and hew at this instable state: a world floating off its underpinnings
your shoulders hoist spires into the citrine mist and yet all your aspirations cavitate into debased albedos, again
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