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Perhaps I am somewhere patient, somehow
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There are no borders, only wind.
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The wicked also dream
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The soul, as Mallarmé says, is a rhythmical knot.
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I want to tell my friends how beautiful
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In the heart’s centre
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We must go beyond beauty
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Looks like a date is set
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So I try not to miss anything.
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A small white piece
