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Anna Jarosz
PROCESSION OF GHOSTS
YOU WILL NEVER DROWN (IF YOU ARE BORN TO HANG)
ROTTEN SOUNDS
I WAS SAT AT THE CORNER OF A TABLE
ANOTHER PROFOUND LAPSE
A VAST SEA OF WOUNDED FLOURISHING
MY POOR HEART ACHES
AND THEN SHE SAID: WOUND!
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