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The Signs
This music was insane.
Do not pluck the wounded apples
of conjugal extraction.
The volatility was increasing.
Shades of blue were
sharpening. The intrusive moon
will decide the fate of
fossilized fracture. The death
came by the back door.
The rough edges are to
be smothered, after a back
encounter. The saint was ready.
The anxiety overwhelms. You
try to find a small window
to bring in the song bird.
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