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Join handstogetherclatter and crashinvisible as the wind Pass throughthe gates of heavenmoved by thoughtunder the weightof the gods'perfumed handsheld happier together
A simple touch, stale and darkly remembered, deep and dead among empty feelings. In time, would it light a beginning?
So I was chilling in the darkest of places
stumbling, slurring on the wet grass kissing him hitting him fire snaps, crackles 6 am cock crow sandwiched between blue velveteen and James Dean Get an advil, please