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auto bio of a rope bridge crossing spider


standing in the red lights
oh of your cascade hair
the just divorced words
and worlds and a totally
futile despair be hind
the corner standing
on the gallows of your arms
with my head in a noose
of your breath no
ifs nor buts ne more
no thing but nons nos
y amortized
amort

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