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Mar 2017
There's no stock advice

for what tires fundamentally--

only the indiscriminate telling

of burden to itself.

How good a place to know

as any, to spread the creaks

of bone to an ear with a

heart so disposed.

They always hear, they always

understand...they're always

too full.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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