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the closing of the vaults

an empty seat got crosses on it
got crossed
spent time good and bad
just spent
all is good and bad or
beyond good and evil
i believe
i before e
except after see
i took an empty photograph
i hold a fistful of air
my shadow takes water
but my body tastes wine

23 Oct 06

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Fistful has one l
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This would be great as a song, with a chorus and everything. Think about it. Don't let this go, rework it. 8/10
 — Henry

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