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i trust that sandsettles where it mustand waves will lureshells and lustback into the sea.

Hips.Lips.I’m Lost.Here.It can’t Last. Lips.I’m Lost.Here.It can’t Last.Hips. I’m Lost.Here.It can’t Last.Hips.Lips. Here.It can’t Last.Hips.Lips.I’m Lost. It can’t Last.Hips.Lips.I’m Lost.Here.

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> there is nothing to compare to their starenot hiding your small gold watchon my wristhoping they noticebecausefaces are meaningless and emptythe feedback loop is particularly important and I draw their attention up towards it with a nod to the drummerthe band settles beneath the noise& the lights go zerothere is stillness and nothingcan compare…

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> sex is shorthand for somethingits falling frenetic system of near-loopsonto sweat-splattered plains i have brokenits code — led by a soft hand too softlyto her door abandoned or unwrappedvividly protected from above — single words attack from split second splashesdescriptors like: night or tracks in time:peach peach peach peachwritten sloppily in rapid successioneach shame…

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