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He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place – well then, game over.
Richard Siken
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Richard Siken
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: February 15
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I'm bleeding, I'm not just making conversation.
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