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my body is a carton of eggs with nothing but cracked shells like the other side of the moon        the other side of a balloon        the other side of a loop        we see in nightmares        like soil drought        and traction        like antartica's        desert        and Jupiter's        europa        my skin is cracked tampered and        forgotten like the book of enoch                                      no love                                      no bones                                      no pores        like lidless eyes that lay red and        dry like the surface of mars                                      no flesh                                      no air                                      no sin
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
tectonic plates underneath my skin
my body is a carton of eggs with nothing but cracked shells like the other side of the moon        the other side of a balloon        the other side of a loop        we see in nightmares        like soil drought        and traction        like antartica's        desert        and Jupiter's        europa        my skin is cracked tampered and        forgotten like the book of enoch                                      no love                                      no bones                                      no pores        like lidless eyes that lay red and        dry like the surface of mars                                      no flesh                                      no air                                      no sin
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
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