think of you
Increasingly
And you know
I write
So many times
Everywhere:
Stroke
Confused
In air
learn to fly
With Wings
Fractured
And in the bedding
I bite the sand
As a shipwrecked ...
Sometimes
All I
When I talk
But more times
I'm nobody
When
I climb so high
As
deepest A
Search for your pleasure
Hearing your voice woman
If from the soul
Summon my name
Al immolate ...
Cordears
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