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Leaving HomeWhen I woke up / The sky was on fire / A red and orange blaze
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Nov 14, 2013
The Children of InconsequenceThe children of inconsequence / Ah to be so carefree / Spontaneity running through their blood
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Nov 14, 2013
All Clara wanted was clarityAll Clara wanted was clarity. / She wanted to be lifted from / this oppressive closedness of
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Nov 14, 2013
The Magnitude of StarsWe were kids again in the dark, / Standing on a hill and looking at the lights of the city; / Shining pin ****** are easily digestible when the magnitude of the world gets you down.
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Oct 30, 2013
Sunset in PragueIt looks like the entire city is on fire. / Black statues on the Charles Bridge / like charred remains from the blaze coming off the shining roof of the National Theatre.
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Oct 26, 2013
HugoA keen observer looks upon the world with infant eyes / To notice how the hinges carved from wood fit into one another like a shoulder joint, / And the cracks in the wood give way to tiny, yellow flowers.
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Oct 26, 2013
PoličkaI am on a shelf. / I am in a jar / many jars
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Oct 26, 2013
12 Glasses of WineThere was a world at the end of that road, / Made of red and white and gold. / You told me a story about the first time you took a photograph.
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Oct 26, 2013
two trains passing in opposite directionsthe flap of wings exploding into flight / the silence of a black and foggy night
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Oct 26, 2013
Two CatsTwo cats were sitting in a box / One sitting next to the other / One said to the other, “What is behind this wall, brother?”
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Sep 30, 2013
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