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Nov 2018
… A moth whispering confessions high towards the ceiling… worshiping a false god and its dooming light… as the moth wings are burning with unrequited love… flapping self-fulfilling prophecies...
My wings are growing and I wonder… are you to be my lightbulb...
Gabriel burnS
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Gabriel burnS  The Ribcage/ Black Flame
(The Ribcage/ Black Flame)   
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