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burned skin charred eyes mangled bones patience running thin granite legs made to fall dusty gray matter inside the keg wanting to rise, wanting to drown what difference would it make? as a man he lay still as a lover he goes still
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 9:26 AM UTC
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burned skin charred eyes mangled bones patience running thin granite legs made to fall dusty gray matter inside the keg wanting to rise, wanting to drown what difference would it make? as a man he lay still as a lover he goes still
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 9:26 AM UTC
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