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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
THE YEAR WAS 2020 / People rioting against the indifference of murder / While the eagle was having its nails done / The flip-flop of flying fish on the deck of Rimbaud's drunken boat / Dizzy a flock of shadows chanting in rented tuxedos / Let's tap-dance to the striptease of a threshold / As the theater of war kneels before its bread of shame / She wears her mysteries of sleep like a Ferris wheel in the distance
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
THE YEAR WAS 2020 / People rioting against the indifference of murder / While the eagle was having its nails done / The flip-flop of flying fish on the deck of Rimbaud's drunken boat / Dizzy a flock of shadows chanting in rented tuxedos / Let's tap-dance to the striptease of a threshold / As the theater of war kneels before its bread of shame / She wears her mysteries of sleep like a Ferris wheel in the distance