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Aug 2020
Dying artists nurse
on youth, beauty,
and foreign cities.

They think that
making marble
is their gift,
and not simply
the belch
of their overfed
souls.
Written by
Ryan Dement  34/I'm right here.
(34/I'm right here.)   
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   Eshwara Prasad, Colm and ---
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