"A mile and a labyrinth of my terror ahead/It's still not enough to keep you dead" - NM "In my mortar of mind, /I would grind her star/Remnants to dust, /Coat my skin till I shine/Blue, gold, silver."- SM "I will submerge myself in ice-cold water/and touch the very buttom of/June, July, and August" - AS
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