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I wrung its neck before it could be released.
Rocked in a tremorous cradle.
We had our arms to the sky eating shit from our gods.
Blissful.
Aware.
Less than.
You hail return to where you never were to begin.
Get up the next morning and go to work the way a good addict does.
But don't ever let me catch you forgetting

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