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The Festival Of Dead Deer
Bars before my window means optionless outdoors
My making you sixth the support I need
Incarcerations deep healing
No hope, no control, no decency
A constant rerun as things get worse and it sounds like shots fired
A porn brings us closer, I blame myself
I carry a cross
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