Freeverse 381

12/31/20

infinite supply, near zero demand
my thoughts in a long line stand
each assigned a burly number
even the crazy cutters and squirrelly bumpers
waves of fire move them forward
some though are snuffed like water poured
only a funny fraction reach the end
yet more infinities of lines extend

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