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morning light angels proud of themselves red sunset look in the mirror see the damp infants limping history is a seedling feed it or free it hours ago she left for coffee and company do you care to see her again clearly its a butterfly hungry for the caterpillar’s food blood is used reduced and coagulated the storms are raging in the attic pornographic finger-painting panting and smashing she lashes out in anger lanterns are her favorite these trees are our brothers deepen and soften kiss and listen to these secrets you are sullen and forlorn the impermanance of mourning goats are born to roam and eat freedom seeks meaning while history is dreaming and i am all alone in her company
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Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
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morning light angels proud of themselves red sunset look in the mirror see the damp infants limping history is a seedling feed it or free it hours ago she left for coffee and company do you care to see her again clearly its a butterfly hungry for the caterpillar’s food blood is used reduced and coagulated the storms are raging in the attic pornographic finger-painting panting and smashing she lashes out in anger lanterns are her favorite these trees are our brothers deepen and soften kiss and listen to these secrets you are sullen and forlorn the impermanance of mourning goats are born to roam and eat freedom seeks meaning while history is dreaming and i am all alone in her company
ganesha-michael-shapiro
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Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
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