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A broadcast.

An old message,
   repeated,
    on a feedback loop.

Responses,
Disappointing, no match’s
       not enough spirit
         or soul.

Empty sets of
     sex, all flesh
    with little fire.

As if,
   hanging out
  In the deep Black
the signal travels
forever,
responses are mixed.

Can not help
sexing weak signals

When it’s all I have to sex.

I wait,
Sleep and
Dream ,
for love and
clarity.

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