Who's that Scary Monster that Stole the SnowJanaka Stucky
She once was a knife in his Desperate knuckles, pursuing desire At the center of a magnet— They had until Spring, which was tomorrow To find the beauty they feared Most. Beneath them Angels in the countless fathoms Beat their flippers tails & tentacles flailing Such heat in the lightless depths stole the snow.
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