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Apr 13
word, halts
haunting the hands
unsallowed
the pallor requires the dance

The empty time
Un- together
Partly entered

The illness
Unspeakable
She dances a misgiving of you
And the rest turn away
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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