#100repchallenge, poetry
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#064: Up to your ears or down like they mean it, those neighbours of the neck, those polyglots equally fluent in coy and consolation, those bearers of supposed chips and the weight of mates wanting a better view of the gig, continue to shake in grief and ecstatic joy.


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