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flesh was polished ivory, secluded in black veils
swirling lace, gratuity
the minutes were for sale
movements slicken, no restrictions
in the audience, I fell
begged the devil to drag me out of there
i couldn't do it by myself
outside in the parking lot, i lay in broken glass
just like those dead elephants
crumpled in the tall grass
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