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Three blind babies in the caterpillar nest The songs turn their limbs Torrents of Mandarin wash over the silk Watercolor cilia crawl toward the tomb corners Awake at the Kremlin with fluoride eyes built to take in the exotic pour the ***** and the women and masterpieces launch into the frozen countrysides Lapping of the close water moon shrouded in a prismaic screen the shadow of salt beside the beast of south China sea Amnesia spreads dripping thrands answering only to the ocean the language of caterpillar shout from our arranged marriage
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 4:11 AM UTC
Caterpillar
Three blind babies in the caterpillar nest The songs turn their limbs Torrents of Mandarin wash over the silk Watercolor cilia crawl toward the tomb corners Awake at the Kremlin with fluoride eyes built to take in the exotic pour the ***** and the women and masterpieces launch into the frozen countrysides Lapping of the close water moon shrouded in a prismaic screen the shadow of salt beside the beast of south China sea Amnesia spreads dripping thrands answering only to the ocean the language of caterpillar shout from our arranged marriage
mike-arms
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 4:11 AM UTC
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