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bubblegum balloons, mechanical clocks, counting frames with beads,
letters on perfumed paper, furry toys for kittens, chocolate santa claus, giraffe stamps, thistle ponchos, black pirate eyeglasses, stickers with phosphorescent hearts, terracotta ocarinas, rainbow lollipops... back then it was silence when i laughed the little girl who sees the sun through a big leaf does not grow anymore her breast is like magnolia blossoms when the flowers fall down the clouds take their place atop the tree and the sun is like the small red eye of a white pigeon rag dolls never fall asleep their silky hair becomes more and more dark and rough porcelain dolls with small keyholes learn step-dancing in their lacquered shoes i chose a flower and i created the world in her image now it is silence even if i cry
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