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Fallen leaves frozen
crunch beneath my walking boots...
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Your hands grabbed the inside of her throat,
suffocation swallowed her eyes...
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I’m trying to be pretty.
Comb my hair...
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why does my bladder
urge me to relieve myself...
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I do not wish to hurt you!
Yet I want to see you weep...
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rapid fluttering through stream lines
arising at inconvenient times...
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Two weeks in-
the shell pealed back...
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I am
baffled by addiction...
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addiction became
prison where cancer would free...
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Bush footed butterfly pleased
for spectral paradise, a bright glitters...
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Show us to a way so we can then show
train us in ways so as we can then train...
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Moaning whispers, rapid breathing,
Love slows down it’s time at play...