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Oct 29
Tie the rope let it bite
Into the softest skin tonight
Beneath the moon that weeps
And stars that hide in grief

Upon the muddy earth where rain
Has kissed the dirt
And insects scurry onward bound
Towards the bloated heart

Slice the darkness with no shame
As the life now drains
Each breath a distant dream from now
A prayer with no sound

The end has come the tree’s have seen
But secrets stay that way
For they cannot bear to look no more
Instead just bend and sway

As flesh doth rot and blood now dries
A life has been returned
To the mother and her womb
So feed again another time
This earth that now entombs
Sin
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Sin
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     Edmond, Khoisan and Cassian
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