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Nov 13, 2024
In the exodus of emotions I try to flee human fears in earth hour.
The sky will not be civil to me. You had become a dark flame like port wine.
Who was changing the skin like a snake? I was busy cupping a hemangioma
on the face of a moon. Tucked between the breasts a dream fumbles with a cyclone.
One more city dies in my head. The streets are walking back.
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