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    daybreak
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    they sing their hymns of darkness broke
    like cancer gardens blooming thick
    beyond the terrible glass shapes
    which seperate mattress and sky

    sun makes whores of virgin stones
    distant trees undress to dance
    though men rise like dead christians
    i am the stubbornest old corpse

    there must be some beauty in pain
    to keep the sad alive so long
    mental patients and prophets
    denying dawn's fragile vows
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