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what star bound
that my reflection
has returned
to
the
run
away
look from
me to the sky
teardrop flies
vultures life
buzzards
crows
in
nuendos
come on lets
make babies
in
the
snow
baby don't you know
crueler winds have blown
my teeth have chatter'd
through them matters
never heard an
sound
only questions
echoeing echoes
what star bound
?
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duely noted
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