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It was daze before I realised the dead and dried writing wasp
There is something out there that I must look at
We chose to turn and walk away from the window
Tube of light attached to the roof beam of wood
I don't want to look out the window because it might be something bad
Fountain of water exploding from the footpath on Queen Street
No matter where you walk there is always someone over your shoulder
