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Violence to Language, Part 1

Fixed in place and with regret and tired lonely sentiment and barren children all deny their duty to the broken sky and honors must require trust with sadden loss a key to lust as what it gleans it so demeans and tatters like our rusty screens of lying thoughts and wailing tots to show distress without duress with firebrands and...
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I'm a poet and an unrepentant sinner, and have lived a fulfilled life of glamour and excitement.