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All in Vein
Neck gagging, stomach taut
Eyes upon him, must get higher
Opens bag the devil bought
Introduces spoon to fire
Chill of night to sun on cheek
Smiles as blue replaces grey
Special Island he’s off to seek
Not knowing he’ll kiss the sky today
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