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Pulvershnee und gipfelwind blasted off the mountain of the misty queen in slow motion hopscotch landings of math and movement. Horologists raised their heads then wound back to their meeting’s attention, clock lovers confessing cosmological consequences of switching hands whilst crystal glass melted in the gibbous cast of a painted moon. Thumb pianos flit daisy petals above a maze at the center of which – looking up at the dove transcending the abacus – dangled the silk rope and pendant pearl.

~ Lady

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