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To all the women I never lovedTo all the strangers of summers pastTo stolen glances underneath the night skyTo longing embraces forever deniedTo love ..
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I find myself surplus to the equatorDistant to the winter chillDescending paradoxically to a whimA fraction of a decibelLight, infinitesimalMaestro pl..
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How can I say anymore than I've saidI've pleaded to you in sacred wordsDesolate I am, you're a fixture in my mindThe pain is so numb, being here, miss..
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Sitting alone abandoned to thoughts,enveloped by blackness, wading through my pores.As this darkness cradles me I wonder,what chances to be alone in t..
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Your hair flutters in the wind,it goes right, it goes left.The water trickles down your navel,it goes everywhere and nowhere.Such is your overawing be..
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