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 | Welcome to an oxen year.  No red envelopes three turns   | |   2021-02-12 |
 | over the frozen air near the Elbe.  Lost cities stored   | |              |
 | in dead file formats.  The sound of insominac starfish   | |______________|
 | covering Vulgar Latin dialects.  So much impatience by   |
 | the time the bed is changed and company arrives.  Went   |
 | off-world competing for pizza with a swarm of delivery   |
 | bike green boxes.  Listened to caged words and stuffed   |
 | broken MIPS binaries in the attic.  The light flickers   |
 | without intent from the farthest corner of the room.     |
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 |        ((Aaron Martin & Machinefabriek, Close To Dark))  |
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