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They coiled like serpents from the copse Thoughts tangled Souls thorn tore and bleeding in hate Everyman A coward Weeping Everyma..

I awoke copper clean The canvas still filled with wet dreams of alligator A remote dusting of wanna bel..

I have come to bury my blindness Lay thee well in soft feathered grounds of divinity I have come to sing, where eyes will l..

Look clearlyInto these eyes, Do you not see death calling ? The skin beneath upon my hour drapes as cypress. Pulling - I am to b..

She riddles her hair down in curls oflabyrinth Gown torn Lying childless A gaze of Emily staring up from the stone Thinking currents of ..

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