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What do you have hiding in that sarcophagus? What do you see? Every pattern looks like a swastika. What kind of mercy exists in deathlessness? And how do we breathe in our breathlessness? How can I learn when I make my body into violence? What do I bring to the table when all we eat is desperate? Can you erase it with a magnet? There was a chainsaw fight. I saw it at the water park. And though the sun is up, it’s still getting dark. How can I live, never knowing the beauty of forgiveness? How can I live, never knowing the beauty of forgiveness? From Letras Mania