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Diablerie, v. 1, issue 1, January 1944
Page 10a
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This grey the stares Lies not, stark skin and bone. Leave greasy lips their kissing. None Will choose her what you see to mouth upon. Dire hunger holds his hour. Pluck forth your heart, saltblood, a fruit of tears. Pluck and devour! From A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight – by James Joyce. Taken from the book, Chamber Music, a collection.
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This grey the stares Lies not, stark skin and bone. Leave greasy lips their kissing. None Will choose her what you see to mouth upon. Dire hunger holds his hour. Pluck forth your heart, saltblood, a fruit of tears. Pluck and devour! From A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight – by James Joyce. Taken from the book, Chamber Music, a collection.
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