movements of dust
the same music that shakes I
is distracted
walls
the wind is
smooth colours
the song, that one
will have GONE soon
uncounted morbidities of day
the color of which
will
GONE soon
(some transformations of a previous poem)
the same music that shakes I
is distracted
walls
the wind is
smooth colours
the song, that one
will have GONE soon
uncounted morbidities of day
the color of which
will
GONE soon
(some transformations of a previous poem)
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