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Oct 2016
Beneath the pulse of our lives
there bleeds a new laughter
A spider dune, seeds of cruel moons
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Crowds who gather in sickening night
Mother teasing her gentleman’s cry
Hooray for the new talk
Ruined by its crooked walk
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A tortured house spun from green silk
While children are nurtured ****** milk
A wretched web not yet built
A celebrated filth

Β© Matthew Goff
Matthew Goff
Written by
Matthew Goff
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   mickey finn and SassyJ
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