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from An Inadequate Object by Skylene

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In the midst of the virus, hold it up to the sky. Face to face with invertebrates, tear apart what they hide. Calluses on your wounded tips, silences in your mind. Face to face with the virus, tear apart what it hides. With an accurate eye words will turn into dust and the picture will grow. To separate what’s real from fake. To settle signs from another time. Our placement. Life is endemic. Story shows that the flaws are simply sinking in but glory holds onto anyone who lets it in. Stuck inside a lie. Wasting my time. But they were wrong. They are the reason behind where it ends. An example of a stainless soul that went wrong. They are wrong.

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from An Inadequate Object, released November 18, 2012

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