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Nothing's untainted not even Bear).

Switch off the noises the drunks.
Pull around the until there's burnt hands
And the moon is the and the fullest,
And it's a god ideas of mirth.

Oh switch off the sun these painful eyes.
The sight of anything is too to do.

Turn to the to wet your feet
Blinded deaf and at least.
Turn off the of incessant voices
That this and lie about whatever.

The only weapon is a beautiful fresh
With memory collapsing under its waves.
The are vibrating signs
Advertising names and faces and of monsters.

Unplugging the lot because not enough dark
In to hide not even to sleep,
Not to sleep with these drinkers.

The bright pain of
And the loss of all
no such releases.
Nowhere to anymore.