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"What are the silent arts of tonight"

and I sit in that tree quietly

and I sing my silent hymns
about good, and about evil I drink

my eyes reddened and run away

o Hair without color left

my hands are insensitive to hurt

and the heart is heavy pulling the message that is

and that paint

everything

red red

kat i die that heaven

It will remain like that

blue blue

~ 1995 – 2025