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Wearing the best lipstick And a veil on my face I sit and wait for the lunar hour.

It is this thing with the human. We got associations for everything. A round vowel. Square consonant. For the touch of breeze on the skin. Well a..

The universe is unexpected Bizarre Full of twists And he is my father I must have inherited it from him.

Come and look at me As I get high in poetry Poetry.

Understanding brought me to fiction this time. I am the siren. Daughter of the ocean.

Monotony is tearing me up It is black and white Black and white Black and white.

Remnants of a faded dream. The fatigue of a city on fire! Opened wings to fly! There was not much to do around.

You cannot tell love! You can only catch, Visions of it! Dream like! Played as it lives on human constructions.

What if my perception were all a psychedelic experience? …A psychedelic ocean? ….Not to be feared of, …To be accepted. Waves ..

They were standing nearby a rock; It was a sunny day. And she had thought, It would be a very good day to soak up the sun; They had arrived there ..