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Better The Devil: The world yawns,  wide and waiting,  while I stand frozen in this city, asking everyone else before I ask myself and breaking off piece after piece to feed the birds.                         – Jules Sanderson

Language: I spoke secrets with you Once upon a salty time And look where that Has left us.          – Jules Sanderson

Youth: You want to live an amazing life, says my mother. And in her eyes I can see how much she aches to cure me of this affliction.                – Jules Sanderson

Wild: You exist best in the wild places. Sometimes I forget just what that can look like.        – Jules Sanderson

British: I’m trying to cry more She said. And I knew exactly what She meant.                 – Jules Sanderson  

Ombre: And then From nowhere The sadness.               – Jules

Battle Born: Aren’t they awful, these words we write into our bodies, in the hostile dark. – Jules Sanderson