The tranquility
in between cats and fishes...

You conceal your malevolence and greed
behind the edifice of benevolent deeds...

I love all the curves of this world
But I rather to be straight like an arrow...

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Like all the whites and pinks tailing
your heir...

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Death is what my hands are searching in my...
Death is a floating object...

Sometimes I can hear
tempests' wails unfold in words...

All these roads are as the print of lashes
on his body...

This is the time
to say goodbye to sobriety...

I was all the desolations one could ever have,
all the distance of loneliness...

I did not just fall in love with you
I remembered you...