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Aug 2018
Strange friend, past, present, and to be;
Loved deeplier, darklier understood;
Behold I dream a dream of good;
And mingle all the world with thee;

THAT NIGHT WAS
A FRAIL ANIMAL
LIGHT BULB IN THE BACK OF HER HEAD
A LITTLE SQUEAMISH
AND IN THE PROCESS OF FALLING

ALWAYS THE FALLING
SHE ALLOWS THE RED FLAMES TO LICK HER
AND NEVER GETTING UP ON TIME
SHE SQUEEZES A TUBE OF PAINT
AND COMMENCES HER RITUAL

BLACK ANTS OCCUPY THE KITCHEN
WITH WHICH SHE FILLS HER STOMACH
SOMEONE WANTS TO COME IN
TAKE HER ARMS SOME PLACE HIGH AND DRY
THEY WERE PAINTED RED FIVE THICK COATS

1.black lipstick
2.see-through dress
3.rosemary, strand
4.tap water+tired eyes
6.pain, stomach
first part is a fragment of 'Eloise to Abelard' by Alexander Pope
Camilla Peeters
Written by
Camilla Peeters  20/F
(20/F)   
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     KM Hanslik and ---
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