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WHAT DIED IN VENICE
Claire Sims
will not die for me,
will kick in its coffin and claw at the earth for i saw a silent language in his eyes i never learned
yet knew by heart
beautiful girl
boy
girl
on a tightrope, tiptoeing over a border you call it pride before the fall
i don't really say much at all but
what i wouldn't give
to find fluency in this,
to get on my knees and tell your god
i am as i was made
oh god,
i am as i was made
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