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i of you, such a beautiful mess, intertwined and overrun. your arms, copper lips, citrus, a lovin' with a twist. my summer away at space pirate camp, i took to howling with you the first thunder of june; flesh, storms, the hunt for human brains,      Maybe Zombies Just Want To Hug?        - 6 lies to tell yourself if shipwrecked. i can't explain the feelings i get. wakewalking,    blue dream before i sleep:    the soul cupping rice (glass figurines, lamp light eyes). my fear is milk two sugars.        drink drink drink        beneath it all,                floral growth, silver spoons,                featherweight