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Andrew
Burke |
Temporalhard-up on nothingness with my unloved notebooks fallible, leafy, not-knowing, stretched diffusion into my colloquial bloodstream bold and alone, my feverish sympathy mossy, leisurely, invented on nothingness glamour and ruin, anima and loathing self-knotting baulks at this half-baked fervour redress is lethal my alpha virgin glosses her nest of boxes prodigious spices and drunk tapestries
Shanti:erivers past rails/rolled wave keening flower plumes down walls and ribbon rain you held the blows thunder rock is part/under
Taunting formsWhy that taunting feathered and turning in spirit? Undulations shores still wanting however it is for the darkness
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