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May 2018
To roll and jump,
**** in big clumps;
An Animal rut-raucous,
Can anyone breathe?

Smothered slime snaking
Ant-Arching shame-
less we forget.

Beading bumps of
Red-dead delusions,
Deciding definite climbs
Braces, belts and buckles.

Decline.
Written by
Sebastian Hale
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