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like knives.
she grew sick
as did her hair
when we all went
to her feet
now callous
yelling in her ear
as babies do
without care
and she listened
to our throats
now bloodied
scream like knives
in her spine
and that's why she's deaf,
so i kept quiet today.
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epilogue.
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quarter.
lately.
say, you.
answer me.
like knives.
fish eyes.
can't.
war: battle at plague of fever.
oozing rainbows.
escape.
Aux Herbes/Alle Erbe/Original Herb/Kräuter-zucker
remain.
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water.
plans.
return.
new wooden door.
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