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I am pitted in the descent

Your fillings in my fingers
left fiends,
like thoughts
scheming beyond what I would dream

I will not hold you as I could
I am brittleness and
transparent teeth...

And I could try to bite,
but go unfed

And lie beneath the bed you languish

Your anguish robs me of breath

But what of the end?...
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