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￭ The only thing
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2012-11-27 | |
decided to build
bridges of water between riverbeds
what used to be their dwelling...
With no pillars,
neither of fire,
nor of heartbroken tears'
Invisible rotting piles of angel dreams,
with stolen, sweetened hummingbird kisses...
No ordinary fish would ever swim there;
only dying echoes of departing whale songs
of unreturned passions...
When all bridges shall encounter others,
they will harvest all shades of blue,
to this eye,
closed before it ever opened...
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