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Now, whats this?
A long expected prophesy of colours cold?
Oranges cold and
Yellows cold that
Seem to burst to life under white light skies
That ..
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Fecund, fettered, falling and frayedStay in bed till 3Won't you?With me?Are some things too sweet to last,Rotting gently, poolingSickly syrup sticks t..
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O little plant green
yellow stem
Push and push 'til
you are free
Crumble pavement
avalanches
Under them
Since they can't see
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Poem in Spanish. The translation is below - forgive me if there are any mistakes!
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When I walk out of my door
I’m not mine anymore.
I become: lost property
Claimed by the eyes of the men that watch me
I know looking is free..
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I
The diving woman crouches at the waters of time.
Knees bent, arms taut, watching
The stillness before the disruption
Of course,
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To all the hot young blood that danced with me and stepped on my toes
And kissed me
In those throes of mindless energy
The fury of the young, brin..
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Grenadine, oh grenadine
Do I say what I think I mean?
When my head bursts at the seam
Will you be there like you’ve always been?
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I remembered a time when I once
Shouted defiantly at the blue wind
While god Ra looked over the mountain,
Each cloud hinted at its own personalit..
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5 days, a month, a year of euphoria
No ties, no times, no heaven’s glory, a
Buzzing that’s felt from the heart to the feet
It melts the..
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