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Aug 2017
Looking back over my shoulder
down the path we're walking,
Looking for a wolf howling

out for nostalgias past. So broken
I knew winter that summer, so much
it was enough. The wonders discovered

under the throes of streetlight
broke me down
and I did rejoice
because I knew nothing else,

That 'static burn on my heart and a tang of
crystal streetlight in my mouth.
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Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
(29/Other/Empyrean)   
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     unnamed, Nicole, Glass, -A- and Michael Angelo
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