Ann Demeulemeester Fall 2018
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GO, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, gotta go fast, gotta go faster, faster, faster, faster
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a poem
Lights from this perch is empty promises of oil stain, stained the promising song.
This is losing sight.
On this worst case color scheme.
I was borrowed, and i put down, unto us.
We invoke the pitch of this will rise up again.
Oh yeah, oh yeah i’m warmed by wrung by the threnody of creation.
Reshape relationships back breaking, we are most inspired song and they will never let them in a mirror of a sedated mythology.
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Uncredited cover art to a 1975 French edition of Philip K. Dick’s Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said
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