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Sep 2017
My face has left
With the sun,
Leaving the moon in my chest
To rot with the
Dark in the rain.

A sickness has stricken me,
My body upside down.
A breathless existence
Couped into a rain cloud.
Jord
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Jord  Earth
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     Lior Gavra and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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