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"Ten Blade

Every time I dive,
Into my archive.
My pen has the illusion,
Of becoming a knife.

“Ten blade”
I say,
And I write.

I cut to my heart,
And saw my sternum.
Down to the vein,
Wide open.

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Each poem in The Human Condition Exhibition is assigned a song, designated in chronological order. Last song changes daily.

 

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