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the measure of sorrow in your brown eyes: or, the violence of ritual.

I don't give a rats ass about your common sense.

So the Gorillaz are on there end of the world tour...

Finding maps as a wounded animal.

His mothers favorite.

In the flicker of the womb.

Tender as sanity. Dedicated to jim dodge, no one does you justice.

The industrialization for machines without purpose.

Character flaws beneath the light of sara.

How does it feel to die?

It came from Love:or, my vice of honesty.

A weekend of madness.

The Devils Fairytales: or, I don't mind failure.

Echo Fortunes (the last poem for the day.)

Logistics are a bitch.

1,2,3....