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Breath of marble And how could we continue to ignore the nature to us fraternal, in the black martyrdom without land, of the crucified migrant to the mast
Gilded reflections come from your perstine grade Toss that glass of red wine it's not up to your glamor Scarlet spills and runs in an arterial fashon In those twists and turns we'll find a beating heart
The brother and sister ride silently in the car They are used to this Being taken somewhere and then left behind The boy throws his gummy snacks out the window
I saw ribs, I saw bones, I ad-libbed, My lungs filled I with stones. I saw her eyes; Green like the sea, Looking up at cloudless skies; Bel esprit. Who; Can I be?
Glossy green marbleClicks beneath heels of black bootsThe sun glints through stained glassGlowing colorsGlass storiesPainted picturesEmerald light shines brightly upon my face