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Summer Resin

A single kill trades heads of game-- mounted in a basement. Taking ugly gulps of dark water, the unclamped mouth of a prophet. Wise enough to be approached by the elements, during a silly pagan festival. Summer resin-- melting as weightless as a lozenged fly.
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