The Moving: A Dissertation
An inch closer to the kill: Scars
Adorned by unwounded skin. Sheep
Cloth; standing up, arm
Over his shoulder whose arm
Shoulders her left limb. On
The right lap i sit. On
You i spit: Smile, the edge,
Closed, is close to a killing, too.
Adorned by unwounded skin. Sheep
Cloth; standing up, arm
Over his shoulder whose arm
Shoulders her left limb. On
The right lap i sit. On
You i spit: Smile, the edge,
Closed, is close to a killing, too.
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