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    The Molded Brain and a Jar of Flies
    The Molded Brain and a Jar of Flies
    The Molded Brain and a Jar of Flies
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    The Molded Brain and a Jar of Flies

    By Shayla Foss

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    A poetic journey through one's mind. Filled with creatures from the darkest places and voices that make us question our very existence. Poetry that truly exemplifies how life's unpleasant experiences can decay the world around us and ourselves.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMalenky Lizard Press
    Release dateApr 6, 2023
    ISBN9798218167127
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