10M: Of a billion stories only two got on the Arc.
10Z: Heaven - a gated community. Take my hand through the bars.
9M: He couldn't speak a language but had a guitar.
9Z: Fallen on my sword. Your prerogative, he adds, twisting.
8M: This song in my head - never stops playing.
8Z: Under your tongue, safe from all but affection.
7M: Only climb if there is a top.
7Z: Eyes tightly shut, bodies communicate in breaths.
6M: Tonight lightbulbs declare independence from electricity.
6Z: Deleted, I sit in the bin.
5M: Fill this space with frames.
5Z: Holidays are just planned accidents.
4M: Back and forth? Outdated.
4Z: Insides mean less outside.
3M: Opposites attract - crash.
3Z: Santa "slays" centerfold.
2M: Heartbroken sock.
2Z: Mistletoe trauma.
1M: Hypochondriac.
1Z: Undone.
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