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Forty Four Words of Vital Statistics

Arithmetic of their resuscitated hearts
Extract roots of serpentine secrecy,
Multiplies her lover’s passion

Ethylene twilight divides flame into bone,
For everything sacred has been written

When water loses her noise
Cortege of caves crumble,
We will say only this -
We survived to love
Written by Strangeways_Rob
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For my life, my God, I'm singing. Have to give blood later, I should probably just take this keyboard. Happy St David's Day for any who give a flying fuck.
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