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i will hide with you in the dark   basement corner, shivering arms     when the ceiling is closing in when the sounds, the sounds come i will   search for them, carefully     i cannot hear them, but i know i know the kitchen utensils   will find their way through your skin     i will cook breakfast for you
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
i will hide with you
i will hide with you in the dark   basement corner, shivering arms     when the ceiling is closing in when the sounds, the sounds come i will   search for them, carefully     i cannot hear them, but i know i know the kitchen utensils   will find their way through your skin     i will cook breakfast for you
27 December 2013
philip-finch
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
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