Marble Visage Made Out of Crayons

History is the devil’s mouse
let loose

A colorful sandal washed ashore
reminds you of something
in the past

A waterfall is clearly intended
to convey a natural moment

Everyone sailed over the infrastructure
glassy-eyed

What a Newtonian contraption –
when it falls it expects no answer

Date me and mark me and put me
to a choice

Open every letter
before it’s too late

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