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Sunday, February 06, 2005
in the crowded marketplace
i drift from face to face plastics and a switch i close my eyes and clench my fist and i wait for paradise and i wait for paradise ascent upon a plume of red entropy like shattered glass i need your blood, your soul god has claimed it for my own and i wait for paradise and i wait for paradise Somebody said that at 2:02 PM - x - - x -
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