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Poetry

Fugitive presences

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This is how I knew
Our filamentous sorrow

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Something metaphorical on the bushes

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A preoccupation
The unlived
This is how I knew
Dear friend
Solitude is not a damned island

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Body of love postmortem

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The air is lighter than ever

The last of what we will take

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To see
To think
To dance

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A fever of living
Feline verdicts

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Our families meet
The only seas
Trivial conversations

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Baptizing the lonely muse

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Claustrophobic in an ochre puddle

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Cartography of a time
This is how I knew

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The love-stricken Buddha

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My imagination of you
Purple flowers in dreams

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Dying
You monozygote of a purpose
Private fires
Solitude is not a damned island

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They suspect I am in love
Our mute dog thinner than a shadow
The middle is where we meet
The rut
Light on this desk 

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Public records – I
Public records – II
The only fable

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Mourning some sort of love
Distance measured in fluidity
God of remarkable nights
We respire like land, in cycles 
Sometimes, I think our passions are different

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Our eventual separation

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The sky was a dreary white
Cynicism
Boundaries of breath
Is it something in the air?

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A silent arrangement

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My lover will cower
Ark that Noah wears sails

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The dictator

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The interrogation
Hypotheticals
Leaf Pattern Design
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