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intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkiesthat had knocked the pins downas their shoes gripped the dirt floorin the silhouette of dyingdancing on corpses` ashesyeah, they had plans for himthey has spun the last of the pimpscorduroy, satin nailed jewelry lipswhile the guillotine just laughed againdancing on the corpses` ashesparamedics fell into the woundlike a rehired scab at a barehanded plantan anesthetic penance beneaththe hail of contrabandthey had been defected and excommunicatedand all the pulses were subvertedand they made sure the obituariesshowed pictures of smoke stacksa vivid dissection that mockedthe strut of vivisectionsemi-automatic coloniesand a silencing that still walks the streetsin the company of wolveswas a stretcher made ofcobblestone curfewsthe federales performedtheir custodial customs quite wellcallous heelsnumbed in travelendless maps madeby their scalpelson my waynails broke and fellinto thewishing well

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