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Mar 2013
Dull and rusty scissors,
a body decomposing: full of fissures.
Your apple core
that you didn't want anymore.

This still life
of death
is smeared all in-between my mind's strife.

Because

How can you know how to live
if you've never learned how to die?
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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   st64, Charles Barnett and Chuck
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