1191 23 10
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If I should wake/
before I die,/
just shoot me through/
the one good eye.
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5 2 0
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After the showers to remove/
the incidental bits of lasered flesh/
and excess inks, each celebrant/
admired the skin of others-
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1449 17 15
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With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
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