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•Is it soft, or bouncy? A disc or a balloon? / Crescent, cold, and planetary. I think I am the moon.
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Jun 18, 2021
A cup of teaI poured myself / inside your cup / pretended to be tea
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Jan 14, 2019
After darkI don't want to close my eyes / if the moon is smiling / and staring at the sky
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Jan 11, 2019
A handful of ashmy father asked no pension for his verses / and left no sounds in the house / it wasn't him but the music that died
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Sep 26, 2020
Cosmic darkNever closer the whole rest of our lives / than that night we caught celestial lies. / Flaming comets, cryptic and precise,
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Jun 14, 2025
Everythingtranscending all manners of dimension / time counting its passage / by the rhythms of the world
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Feb 10, 2019
For fear or loveyou drink the poison our lies pour / I drink it too / in agony our bodies entwine
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Mar 1, 2019
For the ocean under the sky.In the gulf of our desire, / I freed the fleeting regret / of letting you see me dancing
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Jun 15, 2025
Immigranti'm spinning apart / the atoms of my body reversing polarity / working up a particle war
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Aug 31, 2019
La luna aúllala luna tiene la intención / entre las cortinas de gasa / de tocar mi habitación
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Mar 26, 2022
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