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Oct 2016
The first face
came at birth...
not knowing
it adorned a
skull.
The second face
will come at death...
denying it adorns
a skull.
Variances of not knowing,
and denying...
make the lookouts
of faces the fullest
of prostrations.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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