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The twins of emulation
improvise their slithering stalk...
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We speak in wavelengths
only time can translate...
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Do I really have to tell
where I was three days before April ninth...
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On Independence day everyone
Is from Zimbabwe today and...
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I shun all stain, all mark of mortal dust,
Except the trace that bears the sign of you...
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They barked, “You do not fit, don’t tag along!
Be gone, you beast! Your kind is not our kin...
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Veil lifts in twilight—
gypsys dance reddening in...
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Shades of Red
Like the colour of traffic lights...
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I can't remember when I felt peace
Like a thorn trapped under my skin...
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From rags or rithes we were all born
From some us a family torn...
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In the fog of fleeting moments,
I see you grasping at shadows...
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Waves and foam, the endless surf
Crashing on the shipwreck rocks of Maine’s...