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Kings

All day, snow covered us.
Night-time, it was always night.

The people on the street were made of meat.

Black girl, trucks ran us down.
Blue boy…

The people on the sidewalk were traced in chalk.

Whale embryos filled your enormous room.
Screech-owl Kachinas bring your spiritual doom.

We were kings, kings!
We were kings, kings!

-Stephin Merrit

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