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If you recall only a girl crying / on the red bridge, / face adopted by stitches, / pockets leaden with disorders. / / There must be girls…
Common Nights in the Incidence of Sympathy
/ Habit fixes our mind’s entirely / slippery button. / / * / / Wolves clawing the door. / I turn my lock on you / in a private rain....
In Awe of Scavengers
Mine is an address to a stranger / saying: Again Matthew, I am not you, nor do I listen. / The sky is a cypress weeping / or a weeping cypress: …
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