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The dirty era
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Dirty dishes in the rusty sink,
waited as a sullen witness to
the motionless body on the floor.
Dark hair, and a dark face.
Electric static, fulfilling this kitchen,
and the scent of erosion, protruding
from a five day old corpse.
Corona strikes again.
Dirty dishes in the rusty sink,
waited as a sullen witness to
the motionless body on the floor.
Dark hair, and a dark face.
Electric static, fulfilling this kitchen,
and the scent of erosion, protruding
from a five day old corpse.
Corona strikes again.
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