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Sunday, June 28, 2009
DUBIOUS CLOAKS…
we wear, afraid our parents will singe us. Bruised totems stored beneath the skin’s surface. The blood will rise, but who will stand, and who will sit down? There are tunnels that lead to the end of your throat, but it’s dark, and I’m afraid to take them. I’m all for full disclosure. You first…
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