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Does our village love us?

Does our village love us? Not when I kiss you. Pioneering these affections, we forget how fragile our bones are. The only asylum, us away.

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Millie, my love, I waited for you

Millie, my love, I waited for you until I was the only one left. My heels clicking in that marble hall echoed too loud. I fear for you.

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With a biblical parting of pigeons

With a biblical parting of pigeons he emerges exquisite, a rival to the beauty of the day—her lust as real as the man that holds his hand.

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As Ian comes over the hill

As Ian comes over the hill they sway, humming stalks of white praising the lord. Beyond them his beloved is submerged, already denying him.

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With Sonia's web impenetrable

With Sonia’s web impenetrable to caveats, Lily falls into the weaving. Escaping the near-death experience, Lily goes off baskets.

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