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Maquina lights 

A night out with old friends.

Maquina lights punk them and we like it.

We pick up our lungs. We sling them on our backs so they still work.

For us things are always like that. Sometimes we fight in the streets.

But only if it’s true. We have secret alliances, but only if they work. 

We believe in different things but it doesn’t matter. Because we all breathe

Under the water lights. 


I write abecedarian sequences

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