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The biggest nemesis of spring
is not winter that imbues her...
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Sometimes love is more
What you miss when they're not there...
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Listening to green voice?
genderlessly...
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There,
deep inside the coal mine was pitch black...
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in my sleep I stop breathing
and when I do...
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The end of night had left
a bloody trail...
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Some days I’m a wilted flower
yearning for the clouds to rain upon me...
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Blowing the figures
in the figureless boulders...
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Trackers never track
until the tracking happens...
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I live in a vessel
But I'm not my home...
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You know this stranger,
don't you...
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You don't need to wear makeups.
Your beauty is always there...