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I let you make a home of me but you never paid the rent the lights were always flickering in our house of discontent why you signed…
score the knife against the stone, she said. I would. we are all just star maps, she said. playing follow the leader. drawing lines…
oh useless fountain despite the pennies I tossed no wish ever came
the righteous
physical self is born pride, later all a universe within
