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"How fast the night falls", she says, pointing west.As the dying sky moans. The stars, she'll caress.And she takes the happy butterfly, shimmering whi..
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Bomb shelter temperament.Bundling together the sandbags. I'm goingto bunker down. Dig deep in the ground.Get the lantern on.No telegraph lines, cable ..
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Spirits dwell in this town of dusk,and a tower looks out to the sea as it rustsShips which swam in oceans deep,lay in the river, falling asleepSo much..
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Pupil rose, blackWhere the Euphrates flowsSwallowed into night's dark ecstasyBy Halfeti, you wait for meHands are buds,blessings, creepingto the silen..
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The cigarette droops from the pianist's mouthHe puffs as he plays to block it all outHearing already the hymns in the air,his sacred oath is to re-ass..
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Piano talk and dimly lit rooms,flowers quietly falling from bloomPhantom rain in frigid cold,the fog approaching the withered, the oldThe saddest soun..
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You came to the realisation that,
over time, you had lost something essential
Perhaps the wind had reached within you
with cold, skeletal hand, sn..
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Just writing to say that last night, for the first time,you rested your head against my chest.For the first time in a long, long timeeverything was ok..
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The mind a lonely place,
much routine, everything orderly,
perhaps sterile. And you know where everything
is. Too calm.
[so]
And then you ..
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