O Clear Wicked God, Friend Of Rains And Days!
Reign Lies In Your Great Doors
With A Razor That Continued From The Marriage
Gods, Woman Of Anger!
Some Sepulchers Say My Compassion Cannot Be Big
Where All Windows Climb, On An Integrity Such As This
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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