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33 nIGht Thank you for looking away, please leave me right here. My cobbled tongue, poor excuses. I don’t need to see that animal at all. Thank you for this slow train on its way. Thank you for a place bottomless enough to bring my imploded head. Thank you for not looking, for your eyes sewn like buttonholes, for your voice like a blanket of thumbs, for not missing all lost things equally, even the fingerprints long since rubbed off on the inside of my mouth. ...

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