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Feb 2020
were it that words

were clear and present

danger.

enough

to divide a house many

times over.

demolished by the shadow

of itself.

making the sound of lawful

union.

witnessed by the worst man...

unable to hold such peace.

only then, and now's there.

he that shalt not be canonized.

broke bread and soaked both

halves in wine.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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