gone stoic in silence: ash and smoke and the wide sunk mud-iron landscape of forever

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You knew I was a rattlesnake when you picked me up	Nothing could be close to quite like this	Dream of flowers in dustbins	Daydreaming on a lazy Sunday afternoon
Left with his secrets, his picture and silence	Foolish man. You cannot turn me into a phantom because you are frightened.	15 years old	My withdrawal into myself
You can't see a man die hundreds of times and not think him immortal	down under stars coming up, we are home again	Ethical absolutes	I could hear her thoughts
more than ashes	Escape and Evasion through the subways of time gone by	Ashes of Time	Adiaphora
The 25 brightest stars of the night sky	Life in the American business world	November 17, 2000	Terra Irridenta
muscle spasm	Stoic	ducks prefer chapatis	Underneath the smoke in the room

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