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Made homeless from home
Bombed city where though many
Propose an armless arm, find it harder
To hold peace than explosives
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Eye sockets mere bruises
Alike acquiescent closed fists
Save whole being tangled
In consummate last rags
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Each gloom, earth life suspended,
Without asking whither you are going
Or who you disadvantage, you experience
As if life dreams all but itself,
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Roving back attempt wild centuries
At rust and ripeness time
To land blood wet, martyrs fed,
A water melon still conceives
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Of all raw passions, kiss alone
Seals lips but opens hearts
So short sheltered distance
Be it of blood or link souls,
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To fulfil incorruptibility in life
Is woman's truth
Whose sole certificate is
To disclose us to being,
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Atomized ocean, sun perfunctory, airlifted,
With thunder and lightning, breaks
Eternal silence of infinite space.
Unknown what obey it holding when it falls, still
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Wonderful is not straightfaced much
The mausoleum's chisel cut beauty
As nobility beauty of the love
Arrested in dismay architecture-
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Canonised when deceased, cannonaded when in life,
Lofty your thoughts that savour of content
But higher-class the craftmanship
More congruent in symmetry
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What lures everyone's eyes
without vision
makes them dream to be me,
is but my image at sale, graceful star
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The used gear of my ancestors,
do not cloudless me, 's
the adolescent I saw
yesterday? has it drowned in you
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When the wind that sifts dust
becomes erratic
the earth becomes
like someone's kite-
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What grows on its launder within my breast
that in truth's toute seule real-
the quintessence of sweetness,
of which man has its human counterpart
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My passage from the liveliness to the waking dream
slows towards home
to winter in the wharf of flesh
which breathes with people
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Put up is my slumber but rude clean up awakening;
low my chrysalid origin, on the contrary high my carnelian hope,
hard birth time I endure in but harder the hurt
of cleansing of my disputing selves, thoughsoothing
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How push yourself is it to be
in an olive garlanded grove
hinging with dove cots, cooing
under a sensual night's cover
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