196 0 0
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Meshing chaos of minor chords
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1171 4 2
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There was this old guy named Ned. He swept floors. No one knew much about him. He'd been around for years sweeping the concrete floors of the hangar-sized buildings that housed the major mechanical service departments at an old amusement park.
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1569 10 9
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The crumbling meccas/
gnaw/
Each fiscal year’s quota of blood and bone,
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166 1 1
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Across the lake,
there is a camp for the deaf.
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