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Sep 2012
Fear of fears and cruelty.
Abandoned and haunted by silence
A silhouette tear, statuesque frozen through years of permofrost drama,
like the anguish of youth, a conundrum to sterile,
a truth of whispers fly bye-bye to the ghost in your closet.
Now a skeleton of has been purpose that sails by on a slipstream of memory,
biting tongues caress the heartbeat of your anguish,
sweet lullabies dance to the frozen tears.
Harpo Rhum
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