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How I long to see your streets
Where I would stand alone
To take a glimpse,
To behold what beauty,
When lights illuminate the night.
Breath in fr..
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Would you be dark or light
I cannot say
No mirror of future to fore-tell
But your beauty so bright
Like you cast a spell.
With you an ogre, you s..
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Let a kiss
Of eternal bliss, sweet and wet
Moist the damp lips
Of a lover standing restlessly
Half awake
Under the blue skies
In a bright early ..
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How is it
That I sit and not notice
How slowly and slowly
I watch the world turn,
Changing the light into darkness
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That sun that rays down and setsThat which burns,And dries the skin from moist.Never angered upon our harsh scorns.Yellow and beautifulWhen we met,Has..
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I observe skirts and trousersMoving ceaselessly around,Like blind individualsWearing sunglasses,Sunglasses?Even indoors?They call it fashion,But has f..
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At the time when the ozone was hot,
In a place where the chicken had
A republic of their own.
Patiently waiting,
I sit to a drink of coke.
While ..
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I awake
To the weary feelings
Of this wilderness.
Half spent my life
Dwelling amongst unclean people,
In this dark haze.
My unclean lips
Exhaus..
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Often, the news of someone's death comes as a shock to the receiver. So was the news of his death, after we had planned to keep in touch during the ho..
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