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  1. Les astres en orbite, le beat
    Jumping over these fences
    At dawn dragging myself
    Through your streets

    South Portland and Rockland
    Looking for something
    Bright and Blake-Light.
    Angry fixes and dreams

    Of going West or wherever
    Cent-vingt pieds de papier
    Might lead. Always halfway
    There. À demi béatifiés.


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