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Anubis

 that which is loved most lies next to me
skin at seven months that is nature's extravagance
and the words are finally winning

never ask the apples while they're tasting red
without their iron filings

line me explicitly at the ass end of this labor
that deserves rest
yet survives through the decoration of forgetfulness

Written by lightbaron
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