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Published January 17, 2011

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a moon left to go cradled in the eastern hills shaken and mixed up the game continues alike still early in the […]

Published August 16, 2010

territory left unguarded becomes my land shall I leave my mark? or can you sense my presence? in time you will surrender

Published September 6, 2010

alabaster silk doll breathes, blinks into the light focusmade dream flesh I learned from the old master Pygmalion’s handiwork

Published May 26, 2014

All roads lead to them you say but the problem is they =/= you why don’t you just admit it live in […]