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once
we were young
at this
machine. . .

drinking

smoking

typing

it was a most
splendid
miraculous
time

still
is
only now
instead of
moving toward
time
it
moves toward
us
makes each word
drill
into the
paper
clear
fast
hard
feeding a
closing
space.

Added: 14 Aug 2001 | Last Read: 3 Sep 2026 2:22 AM | Viewed: 11120 times

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