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My name stares
at me from the paper
I placed it on.
Birthing from lead that
bleeds energy into life.
But I wonder as the paper
speaks with what I have taught
it to speak.
Eyes painted towards the world.
...
at me from the paper
I placed it on.
Birthing from lead that
bleeds energy into life.
But I wonder as the paper
speaks with what I have taught
it to speak.
Eyes painted towards the world.
...
