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May 2018
21
and she is undone
at the edge of shadow and sun
her will given to the wind
and her rich furs errant and skinned.
it's impossible, it cannot be the end,
yet in sight there is no future to pretend.
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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   Liz And Lilacs, Noone and JS CARIE
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