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Feb 2014
we didn't have a choice.
with a primal scream,
we entered this dimension,
this labyrinth.
with the sun,
our heads are aligned,
cadaver bright and loud.
on this earth,
our steps are callous
and meaningless.
in this calm chaos,
we wander,
we feel.
as worms writhe,
we devour,
we thrive.
we didn't have a choice.
dated may 2012
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   mala and collin
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