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Jun 2020
there's another circle, dante—

it's the tenth and it's the worst

in which the ****** fall into its cavern
of gelid black of no ends

where likelihood of stopping is none
and darkness just stretches
wider
deeper
farther
darker

there is a tenth circle, dante
and it's the darkest
and the coldest

and it's called

h u m a n m i n d.

—chippy
ricci
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ricci
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