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this morning
only a few clouds, their shadows
and a breeze.
tiny, tiny breeze
Chills my whole world.
brings out goose-bumps
my gray sweater,
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The same way again.
Less peaceful
More necessary
And memory is more enchanting than dream
The way dream used to be.
The way time used to cradle..
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The way your own rap at me?
Could I grasp
Such a graceful sinuosity?
Am I delicate
Enough
To speak to heart
Could I be so fine enough
To ente..
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I fell in love with another dream today
Another ideal.
Because my love is not really love
It’s just sustained
longing and lacking
and jokin..
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