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when the dead paint with white handsa laughing silence on the wallthe sleeper whispers stillunfold nymphic handsmother silent sings goodnightpeacefully the child smileswith so true eyesin the brothel laughter dwellspoison - running through my veinsmy fever glowing eyesdeath's hand reaching out for mesenseless criesheartbeats - like distant thunderfeelings darker than blackat fallow light in cellars sighslife denied
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