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I woke with you on the windowpane
all distances sagging from your clothes in a sonorous disorder of the day before yesterday I seemed to be convinced by snowy facts laying in memory drawers they have the stillness of the blizzard you whisper to me everything poise through you as if in a Dali painting the past is a blooming tree left behind on the highway of the moment someone from the windowpane might lure you with fruits while being still titillated, woozy dazed by the garbled taste of youth (Translated by Luminita Suse)
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