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Jan 2017
you burned the cage,
and the ashes are around you.
you have broken up with God,
and, now, you have no support in the Universe.
you eat blackberries from the bush,
and you will have a stomach problem.
the one who tastes dirt,
will be *****.
the flames of fire tend to burn
the women to ashes, too.
and their will be no lip prints
on the ashes of the burned.
Written by
Ivan Petryshyn
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