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One should be wary of too many showers; of too much soap and shampoo. The brutal water only bead on clean and naked skin; after the shell of dust and dirt and hell is wiped away. The fogged mirror filters off God, and leave half-finished marble cracked and sickly soft. When the hot water is cut and coldness thrusts you into the light, the air feels new and harsher than the grime ever did. One should beware being too clean.
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
A Coat of Dust
One should be wary of too many showers; of too much soap and shampoo. The brutal water only bead on clean and naked skin; after the shell of dust and dirt and hell is wiped away. The fogged mirror filters off God, and leave half-finished marble cracked and sickly soft. When the hot water is cut and coldness thrusts you into the light, the air feels new and harsher than the grime ever did. One should beware being too clean.
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
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