Machine in the Ghost by Ira Lightman

there is a ghost school

your rectangle nests in it and

is a school with a name

mine may square have could

perhaps bebeen

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there is a call to

no call to

bell hour clock second minute

counted cost

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blubber to a chum

concertina memories

betweeeeeeen

a hand perpendicular on the z

from a face

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reassemble ass-let us be

serious

aged 4 to 5 waddle in the

sound-swallow

noise and eye’s-cries is

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booth your partake

five year term primaries

five year term go to my office

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in seven years all the cells

and even the head gone

in-steep-tutor-shun

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now test labour-rat-TORY conditions

insultation quest on air

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