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Wings Starlings
From the world of my quill's profane haunting
and Judas' wanton dark tongue curiosity
of metaphors as my mind plays taxidermy
I kiss the breasts of your wings Starlings
as if I were Michaelangelo to add to my
collection of hybrid inbred belly oats
and Judas' wanton dark tongue curiosity
of metaphors as my mind plays taxidermy
I kiss the breasts of your wings Starlings
as if I were Michaelangelo to add to my
collection of hybrid inbred belly oats
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