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Long words.Long breaths.The long, long tonguesOf gargoyles,Masquerading as women.
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I
do not wish to be
A
thing which can be caught -
An
image to be captured,
A
vision to be bought -
Rather
I would be
Forever
..
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A blanket of whiteHas wrapped the world in a dream.If I do grow old,Will there still be snow like thisLulling silence into sleep?
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When fishing at night,Nets made from the crests of wavesCatch diamond light:Moon rising into the sky,Moon rising into the sea.
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