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Aug 2014
infrared, a shriek oddly pleasant
walls covered with candy wrappers from the parties and holidays
flares and photographs to revel in that bitterest night, so sweet
the queen forbade us from entering the kingdom
we ignored the demand
for though we are peasants we still see in colour

-cj
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   Antonio
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