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Stop Baththese photos these photographic memoriesStop Bath
enclosed in priceless emulsion i hang them to dry like the
bodies they never taught us
the bodies they never showed us
i dove down deeply too deeply, perhaps, enough to
crack my mask, my
eyes, my fingers my pen my voice, even the good book would rot down there, but
i sank anyway
deeply
effortlessly with the will of a Tiananmen tank
the emulsion shifts like burning children in a furnace and there they are. imag
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some how I kno that we cant wake again from this dream its not real but it ours maby tonight we'll fly so far away we'll be lost before the dawn...
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Val's answers were instantaneous proclamations based on the inconceivability of an alternative.
"Why's the sky blue?" I asked him once.
"'Cause it would look pretty stupid if it was purple," he replied.
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