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Jul 2011
all my "friends"

the day evaporates
(and the faces, too)

the SUBLIME MOMENT!

death walks hand in hand
with the HUMBLE MAID
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all in our own TAROT
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we paint the cards and create

each other

out of the filthiness
of the LIE
Written by
jeffrey robin
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