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Friday, January 20, 2023
I am shy.
I am the Blood of the Jesus the Christ.
You are sane.
You are made to bleed out in the holy rain.
They are wise,
Spies under mothers' and fathers' noses and eyes.
We safely save,
Shred skin, kiss keys, swallow lochks, savor flave -
ors.
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