Right ways to fill up on
Moving through glass
Lines fixed on weathered canvas
Similar skin
Rings that continue to ring
Out of place material
Box with a bad lid
Push the place to a new place
Gentle souls do gentle things
Sit in the energy
As it washes up and away
Down the backs of an idea
Street manifestations
Through the portal
Mutable transport
Foundations that wont move
Beginnings start often
And again
Razor blade boomerangs
Handless receiver
Low energy attendees waiting in the long line
Short roads
Reframed with a magic ideal
Pigeons saying things
Sharp darts
No number to hit
It just goes through the wall
Never ending
In the story
Of a story
With other stories
That forget how to be read
Hazy Acres 
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