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Vegetable fuchsia but faded, gilt
gone bad from its season in Hell. Plucked up
with dirt on its cheek, petrified
as a rose shut. . .
O capacious room,
give me your tongues.
I’m done with being self-
possessed. Take hold, turn
the river in me.
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