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sometimes we would have dreamed ourselves chalk drawing smiling on the jaded pavement,
a map, a lucky number, a hidden road like an anatomy of sadness in which, in obscure rhythms, an indigo sky would have tattooed us with light we are growing old, in the embracement stories dust would fall, thick, harsh, silent and like a useless wound, unwanted clouds come to pull the curtain folds over the shoulders` arches, over hopes, over drawings and the thought with too many shadows, and the longing tired of myself lays me on a tomb outline and between eyelids parenthesis the gaze would search for some kind of answer to "why" it`s getting dark early in November
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