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I'll be waiting with a warm piece of bread and a hand of cherries
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by [AlwaysWasIsWillBe ]

2016-06-27  |     | 



I've never seen two people so close
I told my grandmother while she felt in the stiffly hospital bed
grandfather died 28 years ago but his head felt heavy on my shoulder like
a defused nuclear warhead
 
here people transform into crosses for other people to wear inside
crosses that no angel would dare remove
here is the space where God becomes a Matryoshka that shrinks and become increasingly powerless
 
I always said that life is just a cruel joke
a fruit that has not been cared for to the end and was abandoned
how deep you can go into a butcher shop to understand
that this song of broken bones is a sign of
goodbye
 
Above the blood the arteries are stifled with the power of two people
a rainbow of gray shades rises
claiming another person
that I love

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