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When Mother Asks “When Will You Come?”
Faith’s Closet Full Of Pedophiles
For Whom We Died In Stalingrad
On The Lips Of Miss Apocalypse
A Treaty On A Toilet Roll
… When We Were Queens
Lions Bleed Their Legends With Pride
Whose Jesus Stands There All Alone
When I Heard His Last Roar In The Wood
In Scavenging A Black Man’s Death
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