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Coding of the Flesh in Time
Coding of the flesh in time
Etched glances glean off
Sundry mosaic, and appetite for creature
Hidden in back rooms
Devouring of every saint
That walked marble floors
Personal, gruesome cigarette scars
Stitched across army jackets
Bluffing government, reaching thought mist
Vultures circle delicately
Enthralled in the laden mist
Gliding seamless across the sky
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