• When a Storm is Due
  • it shades the wind
  • like the violence of perfume
  • you may bear witness
  • but it changes nothing
  • and having produced nothing
  • god called me a man once
  • i sin but never to excess
  • if i am laid in earth
  • i want a hat with cherries
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