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the time when water cannot be seen
the time when our shadow lays eggs
on the cozy bed of the barrel
how i love the gelatinous pipes!
each shiny heart forgets my will
six round clouds above the brewery...
on the far quicksand beaches
yellowish-black guns lost their voice
silence was never so green!
(6 July 2008)
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Selenaru Negrea
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