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meshes of moon scattered on the lake, a poet's grave; a wildfire graceful and kissed by rain. soaked youth in yellow twigs; in boots and noons of malicious spring. sweet as chocolate, bitterness subdued; what is this spring but a death that lures? hands of maidens with cherry blossoms, a cure to the eye and a disease to what lays hidden; mind and magic to the world, a golden lung to the forgotten ones. filled with temper, a baby breath against a caterpillar; white linen doused with earth's cold summer.
part and pardon, wish and risk; a heart that is prisoned in a cage is not worth a heart that battles. lotuses carved on sour tongues, in places of disasters, of deceit; in cities of citrus. place thy feet in armours of cherries, melted crystals and awakened violins. saccharine sea bulbs, choruses of rainbow dancing as a wizard; aiming for the stars, wrists cuffed by freedom. berries smeared with passionate blood, with nutmeg wounds and hazelnut deaths. fill the bowl of the ocean, fill it to the brim; what it lacks is present in drops put into humans. what is motherless requires not a different earth; kindness changes not people, but reveals their raw flesh.
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