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programmed cell death, i’ve heard its a good thing
to become new again
our youth exposed as fiction
“leave your heart in the rain,” my God said
this lesson i can never reject
we made up in our sleep
full from forbidden fruit
coyote sick barking at the moon
don’t turn away from my black hole
i’m giving exploited river body
offering unlimited redemption
misery needs company, you and i are no exception
