THE DARK NIGHT OF THE SOLE
I uttered a word of praise : open your hero open your anti hero
Be Your Self
Retrieving the precious sight
after many tears and many cups of tea
we hurried out of the dungeons
of the night-nursing orderly Hospital of Pork Ham City
Mortal Sin is the Red Motorbike reading Sainte Thérese
instead of Kissing
Her Holy
Nice
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