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for the slaves and the seekers (Free verse) by Bill Z Bub
Oh we broken, beautiful, surgical-steel whores, laserburned children of a starry galactic night, your cheeks have bloomed like red carnations kissed by the dew of tender frustrations. I taste the saltiness of truth on my tongue, from a place no lies are possible. The knot is tightened while you writhe and teach me how to pass each station; we penetrate for purification.

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