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It Is A Kill and It Is Sweet

I cannot help the open palms

which glutton for one, 
like holy only son.

Desire begins the first day

a hungry nose has legs,
 and claws, and teeth.

It blisters hot beneath.

It is a kill and it is sweet.

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