The Great Pre[da]tende[to]r
Mouths open but
— —
from yours spill out black tars
g
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in be
au ti ful d
is array but sti
ll go b b l e d u p p e db
y th e all to o n a iv e pr e y o f
yo u r s a l l t o o w i l l i n g ly
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