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fink be my lack of air when i s you but
trade to the plenty in awe of its beauty but
theft to thrive as through naught in your thought but
murder when drum i the skin of no dream.

squash me a squid in my ink but
do hug their earth in my voice but
sine no no just i see come as you are.

images: jim leftwich
text: dv

Door Neue Kathedrale des erotischen Elends

Lopende onderzoeksprogramma sinds 27/09/2004