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when your eyes are once,they break into their own moons,to dip your tired undoing light into every bit,to slowly tide them over,to earn love as final..
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What’s least in pure absurdity was the very singleton, Mr Rosenberg in a bus, candles do stand out, insanely they were, for they all knew his ha..
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When I, the forever that bloom the hazel thick ofGualline green, with those eyes, mad eyes tense outwardsNot knowing then once those tulips would sing..
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If every heart wasTold, in theirs were a heaven elfedSo deep, that then a pureAngelwhite would only once half a blushing red moon, that petal blitzTo ..
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6 months, where the air now pure ablaze in one soul's fog
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Poli turing multi tectonic ,A voice tree of fibromyalgiaEtching sanguine swayTeary edges of black and whiteThe vapourisecherry pick, till tillThe colo..
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An Excerpt of a reading, an excerpt of facultyWillow Haven Psychiatric Institute2476 Ashford Hollow RoadBlackwood, MA 021484 47 BurnoutI have never be..
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A Screenplay by Degare
Twice and Twice
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A Screenplay by Degare
Like a fase
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Man I felt lynchy
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