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Starring in a Play of Dead Stars
Whatever star you see
used to be me, my
darling. Who I was – I was; what happened
happened. Gold, that
surfaces in this life, is meant
to return to tar pits
&
magma:
Sinking into the thinking
Interlinking
Chains
Of
Chain linked
Brains
In
Chains.
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