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Life Fuck Death

send harpoons into the wilderness
with white rope streaming
and you won't catch any prey
but be caught yourself.

transparent spheres at the end of
peach caverns, tunnels, and hallways
white rope strangulation yet again
and another one bites the dust, man

'cause man is born free
but everywhere he is in chains you see
living is suicide
and Kevorkian, with his needles,
was a rapist.

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