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Red


Hot rope reds and ocean waves, deeper wires, - copper chords, red and blue - drowned in sticky red - body of blood - deeper within the ocean floor- water waves and red hot stick deeper incandescent white wires torn apart in tender couplets- drowning deeper down- the ocean floor. limp sand, and pebbled black stonesf roll behind to darker shores in red hot sticky strain It enters the red hole in the brain.
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