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The Only One of My SpeciesAt 28 years I have become more self-interested / than I have been for two decades. / I am exploring
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Water BedI have tossed around the white seas all night / Waiting for sleep to pull me beneath the waves / My
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What Clouds Wanted to Tell HerWhere are you going in such a hurry, / Human bean? / We are raining for you. / Listen. / Why do you
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My Hands the Hard Knives of HistoryMy rage is small and quiet and hiding / She doesnt know how to be out loud / She is exhausted, sweat
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