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Slips leave scars on the cliff.
A retaining wall guards against this,
but hides the cliff's face.
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My body is an eggshell
encased within the skin of an orange.
My mind a defunct laboratory
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The Cliff Face
Slips leave scars on the cliff.
A retaining wall guards against this,
but hides the cliff's face.
The cliff will now not slip into the sea.
But then, indigo and mauve
will not be seen on the cliff face
when the sun casts twilight shadows
into the scars the slips made.
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