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COSPLAY UNIVERSE

COSPLAY UNIVERSE

Pocket full of Nations,

Ingot satellite, diamond night sky,

soporific quintillion smiles,

bagged tarrarantula,

Mexican jumping beans,

filling fancy,

wonderswept marble chisel,

decorating theocracy, 

somewhere deep in the stone,

boring semantography, 

into the tablat clod clout quip. 

anchor helmet orbit kite,

miracles of the perditious, 

sift in the harmonics of dense stone

turgid torpid tarquid oil fields,

looncry in sifting night,

stars dreaming to the night grasses,

of trees, algae, chemsatori and shamans,

dreaming of the union of dreams,

 chasm of soft memories,

your breath against the glass, 

biting wit, 

lantern of sapphire light disavowing the disavowal,

set to shape the neonous query 

shod of stip shun, quod quotha!

Irp trom sip lit traz simp shingles, 

nuonic atom,

sheepish fieldswarm, 

fading into Friction,

fermetning in the fallacy, 

dictating the wind,

in the apportioning wonder,

capturing in cadence,

deep inside the outer realms,

in our own, giving up,

of a remnant canonic,

sifting beyond alpha,

phoneme detonation,

blowing up worldwide, 

in the cosplay universe. 

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