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All that it was and all it started,
Lips a parted
Gasping thoughts discarded.
Blanketed billiards barr
The julliard scarring,
Married to the bearing straight.
Rip it right off,
Scoff at my height.
Bend my pieces, tip the night
Lips a parted
Gasping thoughts discarded.
Blanketed billiards barr
The julliard scarring,
Married to the bearing straight.
Rip it right off,
Scoff at my height.
Bend my pieces, tip the night
Published 27th Apr 2023
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