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To Tasha's previous pieceBang! You're Dead Afraid of flowers with eyes, ghosts, & silence, you live with your mother, wash your hands before each meal in the evenings you hammer, you hammer nails in the wall -- one for that girl who scrubs beneath her breasts to remove that familiar sour scent one for your mother who only speaks in tongues one for your father who put a bullet through his head -- (bang! you're dead) faith is lost, you smash the nativity scene with the hammer -- the virgin Mary was the hardest to clean up for her eyes were trusting.
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