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R o b i n W y a t t D u n n
The Burden is the Sky but the Animal is Free:
Don’t tell me what you knew because I know it too but I don’t want to.
Tell me it was something you had seen or something you might do to me when I ask,
something cool and terrible that will swallow all my evenings blue like destiny, forever―
It’s not here or anywhere I set this term now to expire, all my names―
I extinguish all my names, all pseudonyms and monikers and spats over my feet and hands, ragged damsels fit at last for work, works progress administration infrastructure glued around my corpus collosum like a saddle on my llama―
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