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These vile letters makemiscreant words but laughterleaps from a kindled light, sorrowswallows itself in a parchedand creased lip that lies skinnedin it’s flesh. Eagerhuntersshape meatin a dingy,fishingfor attention’s gaspand neverwill it come.
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