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Aug 2014
I descended along the spine,
while half the world slumbered
and the rest blundered,
counted every star
in every constellation
& made a pact
with the starry heavens.
I called it an atonement,
an atonement
for reoccurring sins.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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