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All has been seen by the same image. My singing is a ripped bird sent to a scarecrow. When are you going to stop writing about god asks god. My mother texts me dream’s grocery list of suspended women. Male I touch in a male way. Kill water watching my son boil. Peephole, feeding tube. Ghostless babies weigh the guilt of escaping heaven.
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