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great aunts are very swallowing and dangerous
they live all their lives in broughams and monocles
sometimes they recite poetry to frighten you
I have spent entire months trembling for their assignations
I have heard them hooting in supermarkets at the full moon
when they rattle their clavicles entire cities come to a stop
even those who are all masonite and six inch nails
eventually I suppose they must die like everything else
but the spoons of imagination will not let me believe it
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