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the place I was conceived rat shit ***** psych ward a snail enters my dream *****
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garden sparrows fading my body into the morning ***** the sick woman a sword inside her laughter ***** the kettle whistles
and once again my guests become butterflies ***** out of options the ocean grows claws and fangs ***** more friend requests the silhouettes of strangers on a bullet train ***** |
John McManus
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