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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
More in Long Lost DMV Stuff drowning dollsthrough the dirt dragged corporeality you are mine our arcanum beneath bloodied sheets hidden counting fingers strands of hair halfmoon smile blinded surreptitious dawn follows treacherous starlight beneath which there is only our darkness and the bitter taste of our sweet deception face down liquid fills your lungs and the stars begin to shine |
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