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Day Burns down to night, Burns the edge of my soul. In the night, I break into sparks of suns and become fires in a dust of bones. Night knives my breath swallows whole my tongue, turned back, reversed, returned. In the night I see the real concealed in the day's bright lie. Eyes stitched shut,...

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Day Burns down to night, Burns the edge of my soul. In the night, I break into sparks of suns and become fires in a dust of bones. Night knives my breath swallows whole my tongue, turned back, reversed, returned. In the night I see the real concealed in the day's bright lie. Eyes stitched shut,... Read more

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