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Stryder 03 Aug 2011 Tag: Automatic

A Snow Flakkia

red plasm thief my body congeals its citadel walls to sponge-specks in sprift of warm space; a glift of jettison out there, we grow as backward orchards apple-pecked to bird & bee histories validates cold theories frost lick a window of snowflakes thrust thrice the germ holds face of...

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