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Scraps of Dream

An old-timey cruise ship, looks like the Titanic, tilt-y coming out of port.

A thin cliffside gorge, zig-zagging along back-and-forth paths.

A bomb in old ceramic dish, beeping much too loud.

My old crush’s birthday. That’s all.

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