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seeing
a bird swoop...
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You complete me so
because I am nothing and...
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I become a profligate writer in all matters of...
I'm compelled to start a religion, write all the...
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The cavity in my chest is filled with carbon.
But my eyes still leak shades of aquamarine...
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i love how you are the sound
of ice, when it cracks and crackles...
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march is like a fair maiden in a white sari
constantly asking me to take the first train home...
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(…and now,
there are colours...
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It's funny how a single question
can make all the difference...
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Silence stretches more
then the touch of friendship...
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I'm not sure
what kind of man...
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The cruelest is yet to come—you’re incapable...
is that too bold of me to claim...
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an invasion of
loaded questions...