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senselesseyes are / quite gelatine / mending bubbly detail
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PlacardWith a raffling breath / I sate death neatly / I am now in trust
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snubi enter the river / later the woods / tour natures suicide spots
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I'd be Submarine [Instrument 1]Hell shimmies when I am blunted ; / When I take a knock to the senses / When I am skinless,
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War ChimeIt's always a criminal time to fight/ / To fizz away our furies and our fears / in violent interactions within 'The Warrior Play'/
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berri bus terminal - morning - late summerit's all occupied with dark fumes of flatulence / the bus hanger / it's teething and earning a low ceilinged thrive
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A Responsenothing flights these skies tonite / nothing burns above our heads / or crackles in the air
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[treat]feet first / into the treat of the night / the teating streets
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0001uncut grass / casts long shadows by night / animated on the inside
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t i n ta heartness of light displays ; / in initial tinting / the morning
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