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I've spoken with the walls and made friends voices of past turned smoking black into pictures of what has to be I've talked to the ground and in fair conversation she has entranced me the sky and I have whispered to each other at late hour,speaking of our love hills of tones shouting lavender have handed me direction to god's lair so that I OR MY SHADOW MAY PLEAD A CASE OF RIGHTFULLY LOST RIGHTEOUSNESS

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