The transition is over—craft is dead
Travel is personal; arrival is still circular
Invention is airtight—prevention is crucial
Is this the final emotion, or are we still being created?

Is it too minimal? Is it quite enough?
Is it everywhere? Is it everything?
Is my style? Is it your style?
Is it stupid? Does it matter?

Ejection is automatic: elevated and enlarged
Plagiarism, the perfect gift—is it easy with our help?
Reception is capital: politics, persuasion
Money is a liquid—power from a vacuum

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