Links in the Chain

Floating on top of the area defined as gentrification:

Lilly pad jumps 1

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textbook enigmatic 2

My face is gone. Good luck finding it. 

love the running 3

I have no mouth and I must scream. 

fragmentary passage

I would like hold my hand will win runs fold run we will crawl way send me on the way. Send me on my way. Should you tuck and cover your flower reach out my hand hold my run by you'll be young on they tell me to run. sit me down on the ledge and break my rocks. I would like to hold my hand in my crawl. Bitter tea to my lipstick holding together in an emulsion. Underdeveloped love spurns gilding.  

I'm feeling passing at all. Stars above take this away from the grass the push up and down at the physical force in front of the museum.