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with distance comes the skill to judge the nearest things
this desert promises to be home to mutual strangers
i don't care for thos who call this debris life
nothing keeps me moving but the splinter in my eye
nothing keeps me moving but the splinter in my eye
back and forward in straight lines
broken bones like shattered glass
biting nails keeps my mouth shut
dissolving flesh and losing teeth
my mind flows out of open skin
back and forward in straight lines
nothing keeps me moving but the splinter in my eye
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