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The Landays
One
I dream I'm the nights
lost laureate; majestic,
when I wake,
I am abandoned with scars.
Two
Frigid canned margarita,
the clinging to death,
Doctor Who ’72,
redundant strawberry silence.
I dream I'm the nights
lost laureate; majestic,
when I wake,
I am abandoned with scars.
Two
Frigid canned margarita,
the clinging to death,
Doctor Who ’72,
redundant strawberry silence.
Published 3rd Jun 2014
| Edited 9th Jul 2014
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