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Grab angst by its crinkled throat and take it in,
dissolve it, chew on its bonesby CarolDesjarlais 43 lines, 30 comments, on Sep 6 7:20 PM 2007. In Society -
I left a poem on the bus yesterday, / it was tired and scrunched into plaid seating /
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I’m named most holy, your mother / In the garden of Three Trees / I have been dining, none other / At the table of Three Queens / I’ve rais
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Grab angst by its crinkled throat and take it in,
dissolve it, chew on its bonesby CarolDesjarlais 43 lines, 30 comments, on Sep 6 7:20 PM 2007. In Society
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