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Snuggle Face
02:27
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A dumb blonde disguised in auburn. Fooled by the light. But with the wall of drinks, made it hard to see. Some shallow eyes. I'm happy to know you wanted to go home with me. And so you faked me out. Caressed my face. That disgusting place. Never worth the cover. Some shallow eyes. I'm happy to know you wanted to go home with me.
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Parkin
04:33
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Runnin far. Taking namesakes. On your side. On your mind. Burnin far. Slashing sound spans. Pierce the light. Here comes night. Come out at night and slip around this town. Dodge the light and slip out of sight. Runnin far. Sharing namesakes. Bathe in night. One more time. Come out at night and slip around this town. Dodge the light and slip out of sight. Come falling stars. The moon has eyes.
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Scoot
04:19
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Tracing the ways around your mouth to your eyes, I am so, so sold on yourself. Will ever a day come boiling abound when you can't face my way? Something so aligned. No way around the end. I already know. You could be out of frame and off the screen, still you reach me. Your muddy blue's and caramel, compact and pristine. All for me. Something so aligned. No way around the end. I already know.
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You, Moon
05:09
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the moon hangs low and close tonight. glowing dimly, as a cheshire smile. sitting tight as a calico yawn. resting gently just above our eyes. staring me in the face, easing in as close as it can. wanting a friend. you are no end. following me down 103, gliding across the night from east to west. pressing its face against the glass, the big moon won't be left alone.
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Death On Its Pale Horse
03:21
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"it was not like appearing in the head of an army. or charging a body of horse in the field. but it was charging death itself on his pale horse. to stay was indeed to die and it could be esteemed nothing less."
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"at the windows and doors of their houses, where their dearest relations were perhaps dying, or just dead, were so frequent to be heard...that it was enough to pierce the stoutest heart in the world to hear them...for towards the latter end men's hearts were hardened, and death was so always before their eyes. Tears and lamentations were seen in every house, especially in the first part...that they did not so much concern themselves for the loss of their friends, expecting that themselves should be summoned the next hour."
excerpts from "A Journal of the Plague Year"
by Daniel Defoe
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Form A K
04:01
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this is post-storm. when electricity is visible and a crow flies. the pasture is a dead green. back roads that no one knows. in those pines there is a home. city lights glow in twilight. above the field is its halo. a silo then cemetery. acres that are ours. a gun blast here and stray dog there. there is a mailbox and its base forms a "K".
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Black Figure
06:18
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down, way out. only a ghost would tell. one moment here, then just a faded flash. you're out. lights out. gone, dissolved. do you know where you go? been frozen will you wait for mine. down, way out. only a ghost. a baby awakes. what can you say about her? move yourself over my glasses and thrust yourself out of this red barn behold, it goes away. a mortal soul it fades.
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Will Poole
07:47
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twilight sings, bravery still in flames. a martyr's dream. can't you see their face? let them fall on their sides. heavy heads with rolling eyes. this cell is darkest now. a friend to no light. I saw my savior leave riding the rat's back. days undefined. home is a wet wall. a pinhole view. can barely see one star. "heat in the air or heat of weather, as we ordinarily call it, makes bodies relax and faint".
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Solomon Eagle
08:26
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"There did not cease a spirit of strife and contention. Slander and reproach. 'Tis certain they died by heaps, and were buried by heaps. But nobody can account for the possession of fear when it takes a hold of the mind. The famous Solomon Eagle, the naked Quaker, I have mentioned, prophesied evil tidings everyday. But nobody can account for the possession of fear when it takes a hold of the mind."
excerpts from "A Journal of the Plague Year"
by Daniel Defoe
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Little Light
03:12
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40 weeks to find you. safely hidden, safely asleep. driving up to find you, talking the night away. this is for you, little light. this is for you. walking fast to find you. step inside my heart. rest easy in my arms. open now, forever.
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