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RKS
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WHAT
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INTO WANDERER LONELY
HAS ANYONE EVER CRIED ANYTHING OTHER THAN TEARS?
I JUST CAN’T
I DON’T KNOW
FRESHLY CUT GLASS
HEAD TILT LEFT
WITHIN OUR OWN SKINS
UNTIL MY TONGUE STIFFENS
PROTEST OF THE PHYSICAL
THE HEIGHTS
MISERABLE, I HOPE YOU DO TOO
I THINK THAT THINGS WILL BE FINE
AS GHOSTS SPEAK...
THE DENSITY OF BONE IN MY BROW
WORDS WHICH TOUCH EACH OTHER IN STRANGE PLACES
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