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There are no typhoons in Cambodia
but every year there are deaths by typhoon and
sunlight turns water to papaya
and people are too polite for cons
There are a thousand buddhas setting
and you will never be one
I finally told somebody all about you
and he calmly informed me that you'd
eaten me from the inside out under my parents
ever watchful eyes
There are a thousand buddhas setting
and you will never be one
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Churn,
released July 31, 2015
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