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June 2018


June 13, 2018

There are no drums
where I come from,

no rhythms bleating.

The imaginary
chest is yours.
That cage complete.

Silence is balance.
silence is balance.

We secretly
disagree.

The syrup holds
no valence.
Assasination By Assimilation
by Zombalaya
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