| As I Still Puked Caulerpa Taxifolia |
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| Lust refreshes itself on comforting pain |
| And sweat intermixes with the thirst |
| Of many others |
| I gave birth at the foot of the mirror |
| And uplifted my salted head |
| Which bedded in embers even cooled |
| With twisted tongue coincidence |
| …escaped |
