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Facing a sheer sky.
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There’s a remedy for winter called the tilting of the earth.
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Delirious Avenues
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What did I dream last night?
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I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
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The Moon likes to kiss in the boring bits and refuses
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without detail, the myth, the archetype, the soul
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Then the moon will rise
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that’s all there is. Que sera sera. What can you do
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We know ourselves only