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To see how black I was
Everybody needs a pile of newspapers
The ping of desire that surfaced along with his whisper
Daylight slants like a razor cutting the buildings in half
The boulder is in place three days later
Trees do not naturally sprout from lakes
OHOE OEYN KBTJ
The rhythm of the conversation is abruptly lost
Riemann Zeta function again. That thing pops up everywhere
Hotel rooms are not sanctuaries
His fine hands have found each other
One day a letter reaches him
Strips of dew hover over the palace lawns
Few possessions survive so many moves
All boys were bad crooks
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
Staring at a spot on the sidewalk
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