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Another end to a perfect day; always there
All of these broken hearts
boast the deepest cracks,
yet we fail to see
the cannibals
seasoning fresh meat to taste
is ourselves.
boast the deepest cracks,
yet we fail to see
the cannibals
seasoning fresh meat to taste
is ourselves.
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