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I can still feel the chalk dust
as it clogs my nose and infiltrates...
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Whatever starts must
also end. Whatever ends...
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There are no impediments
in the nature of true minds...
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As strange as this February night is—it’s ripe...
the moon is tucked away behind our longing. There...
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Most days are tainted with silent tears,
The world again stained in technicolor pain...
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What if we won’t wake
for we are fugitives of...
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To love you—is to resign to a fate of...
you macerate all things in life to the point of it...
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Luminous creatures
hold your posture...
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Tell me how have these
lilies learned geometry...
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you’re welcome to the feast, pardon the manners...
hunger does strange things, have your pick of any...
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The four walls that now surround me
Seem to keep on closing in...
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One was imploring
for forgiveness for the crime...