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This is not a planet you want to be on, trying to make sequin of the ineffable.

Try the bipedalon,
cedar straightaways sprinkle my flaymaker.

This is not a planet you want to be on, layering the burrs on the willful lad.

Try the bipedalon,
mutton chop my sincerity whiskers.

“You have nobody, nothing but this piece of paper…”

— Edwidge Danticat / Krik Krak