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Oct 2020
Spiders roam through my open ears
there are slugs in my mouth
there are flies in my eyes

these are my disguise

hiding in my mind
body inhabited by bugs
never to be seen again
spiders are friends
eli
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eli  graveyard
(graveyard)   
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