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Jul 2014
How can they tell when they've drawn blood?
of holy remains
and forked tongues

Let this be a lesson to you
All we can hope for
is the surface
Invisible and crafted into place
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
(United States)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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