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Fragile ways with love descending naively in itself for more to see in a luminous dress far away from the masses
You just fall
Like into the animal sleep without the wandering transparency of that face any crowd wants to see when i simulate myself in them
It is this dark visible space where i have enough of all the gestures,
Of me
I have my sweet seeing on wings of elsewhere in a sad light planted here as i am scaffolding me to a more persistent sun

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