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Sunday, 9 November 2008

Berserker makes a friend

Squish krak krak KRAK
growwwwwwl


it smells salt
salt of the human core
core of salt sat deep come high

consider your wet core
your core of earth
fallow

white seeds break
upon ready land

seeds blossom shackles
Posted by Daniel Sell at 22:21
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