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Oh. So!
It's all in my head
The places you dwell
Must be Virtual instead

Good job really
No one is just the same
People being people
Individualised with a name.

My own take of the sense
Only I can measure
Split all the ways
Knowing one will be pleasure.

Knocking in the pegs
That I use to string the map
From there to then there
Shaping round the gap

My own big and little
Formation of inside space
Is framed and unique
Post passed as we race.