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Thirty-One Days                                         day viii                                                    Tittle Page

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to walk in silence,
traveling the rails
listening and contemplating all the tales
of the rail-side dwellers,
the crumbs of souls devoured
by the steaming iron snake,
left alone to drown in life's
burning acid lake
death always cums unwantedly
but always cums

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page vii            Index              page ix

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