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Mar 2018
textures from spit
can you not feel
the
wallows

follow me here they cry
who says I
who says I
another *******
from what mind
of
manners
foundations
foundations
foundations
before
the
wo­rld

as my palm castle
what sanded windows
have you caught
bring me
from
your
terror
what
hilltop cross
barren other side
broken intentions limpiming
here
I
am
layn in denial

you from me
i
am
the
you
in me
strangle hold
floor choking me
words foaming spit
here have I been found
bound in more
here
am
I
found

loose
textures
from
spit
?








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wind blown
spit
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branded glaciers GE
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