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May 7
until your today
bleeds into your yesterday
there is no spark,
there is no connection.
there stands only the dry
and the tethering affliction:
we hold onto until
the day buries the night away.
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Foogle  15
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     ---, M Ignacio, rick, nim, Immortality and 2 others
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