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come in plan to find a Arle / after their moods
transmuting the obvious in surprise
nascent night thinned / sensors
of fables / by hour
vast come against his royal face
to prove their laughter, their language,
to steal their names, their masks
to wound his rhymes, his images
rhythms ideas as pointless
strange semantics, a tangle
of his heart, free of paradigms
find it crazy speculating after sunset
found any marked spinning syntax enigmas
league in stampedes of anguish / Me
flooded its reef, facing new experiences
lucid and penetrating
transparent opacity
world of obituaries shopping
latent or advertisers who can not see
or were souvenirs of his old pet
plasticine
violence tattooed with languages \u200b\u200b
banned in the preface or abstract
face of the moon, heavenly time
penetrating and intense summary
fact, without elation or disappointment, plenty of self
Arle come by but ...
-fatal-
your thread before I came
irrefutable, intense, generous and nothing unreal
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