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end isn't compulsion
but rest after starlight journey -
in decay which it's possible
to melt down on medal -
newspaper without sufferring face
and fire of exclamation mark and -
we have put our dirty shoes on highest shelf
in case of reality recognizing that we can -
glass trees of full straw birds
clay stars on woman's palms -
I create faces from steps of pains
and remembered legends -
children's eyes witch brilliance of coffins
children's dreams which become houses of owls of fears -
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by nycvoice 37 lines, on Aug 12 7:27 PM 2008
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her hair shine cloudy smell
shoulders are white fromby nycvoice 17 lines, on Aug 12 4:31 PM 2008
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