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by Kerry
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Taboo questions create their own answers;
Their meaning clings to their taste,
Snowflakes fall in dancing patterns
And cover a million miles of waste.

Pornographic society breeds as society breathes.
I will hide behind the curtain tonight.
Akasha sleeps with one eye open
While we lie awake and lose our sight.
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