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There are women sailing the sky
I walk between them
They who wear silk, muslin and burlap skins touching mine
They who dance between urine and violets
They who are soiled disinherited angels with masculine eyes.
This earth is a hard symmetry
This earth of feverish war
This earth inflamed with hate
This patch of tongues corrod…
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