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occupnation

..crushed up skulls by way of headstone..
..as the fumes funneled up into our thoughts..
..and the embalmers made-up list was quickened..
..and formaldehyde was mornings breath..
..taxidermist tax form pencil leading..
..the shavings to fill in the mixed mass maps of mortal palms..
..so many trivial boxed in answering traps..
..(he missed them so drearily)..
..(and never had another chance to wave goodbye)..

Written by noonenothingnone (nathan i)
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