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Disinters Poems - Poems about Disinters


This Is Normal
...I awaken with inordinate maturate on my face. Stripping my skin away disinters a face made of red clay I then claw and strip it away to show the face of a roseate mask and once unmasked revealed the ......

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Categories: disinters, analogy,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things