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there are no accidents you said

compacted metal tilted glass life poured

a prism of leaves drift in cool air whirling dervishes on their way down

there are no accidents you repeat

guilty hands lightning lips clipped memory

driving rain stings bare backs innocent drops bring the flood

there are no accidents i wonder cells multiply scissors cut names elude

watery paint seeps beyond boundaries infected plans molt: a beauty unfamiliar

there will be no accidents i plead avarice will wilt blood will clean cracks will fill with gold

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