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Bones Bare

They
whisper
conspire
multiplying
cell by cell- the story
(of me) every seven,
I become me all over
(years reveal cracked code, ends rough)
When I die, they'll tell all my secrets

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  • The Burning Year
    July 7, 2007
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    the way you are writing lately is gorgeous...wow...I am addicted to you..you're my quick poetic fix