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Yet sometimes on your diamondbridesmaids of stars you appear,And in the lily-white courtof your swan-face the embersof ashes come to life!A scarce vis..
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Now the sky opens its great blue trellises,And the parting cold tears,like stifling little glass marbles,With pain in themselves,while down below in t..
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Shreds of tired possibilities,moving stiffly into sameness;a nicotine-yellow wreck of a facestill flinches in the crystal of the standing mirror,but h..
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With restless, questioning eyesI kept looking at you...From what unknown planet,from what distant, earthly continent,has Destiny guided me?With thee I..
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Why do you feel like a surplushere and a banished stranger?You can't even afford topay your rent with your cheap light bulbs;you crawl here and there ..
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It's become a wisdom of life to betreated as a petty, cheap crime for a living,in which, as if sufferingfrom persecution phobia,one is hunted down and..
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We are fleeing, we are fleeing:from the troubled memoriesof old grievances, worries,and blunders, which memoryhas kept as the shame of failure,from th..
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Days spent in mindless nonsense,a series of waterlogged,immortal tears that slowlycaptured the face and its expanding remains!Even if we had cheatedin..
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Thy thought has drawn in the sandthe omnipotent trace of thy swan-feet.A coral star thy fair eye bore!In a desert of sand, we two,half shy, clasped ea..
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The ever grayer, useless suns,as an integral part of eternity, are fading.I'd make friends with my fearsand nightmares to find my problems!If you've b..
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