Parading

I traded that one for another and that for another

until there were no more doors
until there were no more doors
until there were no more doors
and I had a fist full of keys
and I had a fist full of keys
at any given moment only part of the world is gruesome
at any given moment only part of the world is gruesome
There are three pomegranates in the fridge
There are three pomegranates in the fridge
waiting to be broken open —Patrick Rosal
waiting to be broken open
—Patrick Rosal

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