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your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face

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Cracked Cracked

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Youth Youth

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Codeine Death Codeine Death

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Diary Diary

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Itch Itch

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Syrup Syrup

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Contradictions Contradictions

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Self- Governance Self- Governance

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About Me

"The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains of hell are with me;
The first I graft and increase upon myself—the latter I translate into a new tongue."

Walt Whitman / 'Song of Myself'

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Posted 3 Years Ago


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