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shiv.

These ripples, they
come and they go,

changing direction
like swings
& roundabouts.

These waves, they
come and they go,

exploding fireworks
like catherine-wheels
& supernovas.

These inflictions, they
come and they go,

midnight hours
overtime
in a butchers shop.
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