MALADDENDUMS
9.01.2006
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My brain is the uncertain comfort of silence that weighs us in against the night.
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1:41 AM
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(handed chemistry)
(spectre folds)
(fires over the lost skyline)
(bask in red lanterns)
(off coughing black)
(and her place in the sun)
(holden glances)
(at the crest)
(when sweet)
(growing match)
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