the incurable
I am framed by a quiet that exonerates silence
god is the story
is not
the teller
don’t unpack, she says
we will be
eyes
tomorrow puts it out there
it wants
kids
animals have two souls
go
like light
to undress
I am framed by a quiet that exonerates silence
god is the story
is not
the teller
don’t unpack, she says
we will be
eyes
tomorrow puts it out there
it wants
kids
animals have two souls
go
like light
to undress

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