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The ambrosial ending
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of myself. How would the
thumb mould the pen
in internal search
of cavities?
You are not going to live
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the terrace, with a thud,
lying in the pool of blood, till you
find the celibate truth?
Between the dust and dawn
lies the dark. The oesophageal
reflux makes a hole
in each eye. Can you
read in the thick fog
of absent faces?
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