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Danica Novgorodoff Works on Paper
A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen
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Another red day

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Red smoke above the red spires
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If you persist in wearing your mask

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It was murder
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Engineer of his softness

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Zeus looked
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Holding it he drank

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War record
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Schooling

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The dog regarded him joyfully
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He felt it all

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Made the boy neck lean at an odd slow angle
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He loved lightning

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Geryon's end
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He'd been robbed of his eyes

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No it is not the true story
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Helen's sexual misconduct

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Unsavory aftermath
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The whole landscape looks inside out

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While the first snows of winter
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Floated down on his eyelashes

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And silenced all trace of the world
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Inside is mine

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This is the silent death hold
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Their favorite meal

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Screendoor
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Otherwise he could live forever

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The opposite of blindness
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Yet I trust you

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He burned in the presence of his mother
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I guess I'm someone who will never be satisfied

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Hades
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Lava can move as slow as nine hours per inch

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My heart aches when I am bad
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Red patience

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Sometimes I need a little privacy
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Geryon please

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Overpass
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I am a drop of gold he would say

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Ravines of Hades
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Joy to the world

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Like snow
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He wept most of the way

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Tender Loin
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It was raining on his face

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Don't want to be free want to be with you
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Riding boldly into nullity

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Live, breathe, be happy, recover from sickness, become sane
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Gripping the dark like prophets

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Absence of disturbance
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The moonless tank

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Map of South America
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Asleep, burning, yearning, dreaming, streaming, asleep

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Kiss
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The etymology of Argentina

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Halfway to Lima
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Soiled white Saturday morning in Lima

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I shall never amount to much (Lima seawall)
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They drove up and up and up and up

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I am disappearing, he thought, but the photographs were worth it
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A terrible coldness

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English is a bitch
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The meek

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Icchantikas is active yes
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Like a root in the rain

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All the same, he thought, I'd like to punch someone
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He has not flown for years but why not

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I mean the fire
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Identity memory eternity your constant themes

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