(Fall in
fall out
fall along)
In the first of light
past the Noachide
bodies wrapped in white
stranded every pain
baby, pasts are slain
I got outta The Grange…
in Hinnom
all this time
with your heart in mind
didn't you edit
in Hinnom
go, the least
and the precious feast
the in-vetted
in Hinnom
go, the least
and the precious feast
the in-vetted
sand it starts to steal
dirt and ice imbed in cheeks
in the potter's field
strangers scattering
nether passage in the wind
off pennant tension ring

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