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Too many rhythms t'synchronize m'heart to
resurrection is indefinite resurrection
heaven rejected her early claim rejected
by the one person love love was 
a craving she had  every night
the stars shone for her 
And finally, everything falls
and crawls into the slices we carve
from the fresh rump. The tang of
something that one was  essence
of essences that no essence of could be found
in a container with a plastic drum. You likely won't
expect or deny your own
wool socks because the ones on the lady down the road
there was no street sign to tell me
which way would lead me to hell, it was here.
-finished 3/9/2014 7:09:36 PM PST
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