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through the barefoot inside
the word in the vessels
is bubbling
and like chocolate through the veins
the sugarplum sermon on the mount
and I've walked to the store
to stand waiting for
my candy
beat with the diabetes
and the rash has broken out
one step
and one hour from the service
that I missed
in this heat
that rolls up to my throat
the saviour is molten in my mouth
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