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Apr 2016
May god bless the man with no tongue
He screams through filtered teeth
Tells no lies, only stories
With each wasted breath
Jaw hung low, regret and despair
He made but one error in his words, they hurt the masses
Silent cries, mournful whimpers
Let god bless his blasphemous tongue and its great departure
Tickets away, flowing land
Huffing steel- trained thought, shouting
Luna Craft
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