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quiver until timeless minutes stretched over chosen lights from under the waters. moving out so slowly through artificial air. this sea moves me. the eyeless goddess. draped in thorns and leveled to her rusty lips. they havenby letscausespun 1 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 9 3:23 AM 2008. In dark, grey, gloom, spin, drugged, familiar, dreams, the other side, night
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Winds whip hair about my face
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In a world where spin
means more than integrity
how does one breathe?
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