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the syllables
of your name drown me...
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Misfortunes will become fine artwork
and time a slab to display...
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War was an awakening
a rouse from my slumber...
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The light did not flicker today,
the room felt empty...
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Rest assured, I’m full of doubt
A heap of timeless love...
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They walk through me,
On all their daily strolls...
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You don't ever miss me
Like I miss you...
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I remember the details
of that day. Every...
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cruelest fate – we dance our waltz,
alternating the lead and the other...
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all eyes were on
that sorceress wearing...
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You held a basket of yellow lemons
fresh and bright...
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I shall die when I clench or grit
in all these geometrical shapes...