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Medium,
It’s been a while since I’ve been around, I know. I’ve been away, putting things…
Life tastes of blood here.
Crushed blossoms stain handsWith innocence, marking themGuilty… of taking.
We had expectations of one another That we would
I suppose, had there been any semblance of whatever it was that held us together, it might have been kicked up — maybe suspended — in your trail of dust…
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