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2005-10-11
liquor store breath machine


I entered this life through a hole in the sun. And I knew I was hopelessly divided, one day, when I stared through a chainlink fence at my shadow napping on the ground. And the sun was so subtle in its sinking that I failed to notice the night arriving until it was absolute and all around me.


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