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***** fission ringwormed and worn in a fetal position blue blood(less) and opaque partly venus partly awake brittle smoke the basement of youth from the lower           drifting street outlined by morning gashed translucent wings and braid empties out the milk brigade                                                                (ice water hymns   collided gaze rescinded unto twitching haze)                                dried rose thorns upon her head yourself the queen denied the dead footsteps 'neath the ardent wonder shy gaze threaded 'tween the thunder 20 numbers in a pin ***** line wishing they were pierced by 9 if 13 could he'd lick your prime but 13's 0 next to 9 (number 9 in its prime was nothing less if not divine) pulsing thorough the line is fine young of spirit and sanguine 1-10 were neighbor kinds 11-20 like grapes upon an earthen vine... but they all shied away from 0....because 0 led a life of crime was going away then dropped a dime he ratted out his old friend 9 then skipped this town due for the rhine
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
east side venus
***** fission ringwormed and worn in a fetal position blue blood(less) and opaque partly venus partly awake brittle smoke the basement of youth from the lower           drifting street outlined by morning gashed translucent wings and braid empties out the milk brigade                                                                (ice water hymns   collided gaze rescinded unto twitching haze)                                dried rose thorns upon her head yourself the queen denied the dead footsteps 'neath the ardent wonder shy gaze threaded 'tween the thunder 20 numbers in a pin ***** line wishing they were pierced by 9 if 13 could he'd lick your prime but 13's 0 next to 9 (number 9 in its prime was nothing less if not divine) pulsing thorough the line is fine young of spirit and sanguine 1-10 were neighbor kinds 11-20 like grapes upon an earthen vine... but they all shied away from 0....because 0 led a life of crime was going away then dropped a dime he ratted out his old friend 9 then skipped this town due for the rhine
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
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