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hall panful (Free verse) by skaskowski
her hand dripped green as she pierced the mucus curtain to pull me from my old home to her home. she set my feet on fire and i danced unwillingly through an obstacle course, point A to point C. "my darling, your handprints are etched in my implants, if chance should sketch our hideaway's photo on an eraser, then i'll replace you with de-facer." too gone now to go now.

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