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 Mar 15 Cinzia
A soul caught in the past,
A planet covered in cables
Was never meant to last.

Fly the flags half mast,
And wait for it to pass.
Love flies up in a flume,
But why will these flowers
Never bloom?
I can only wonder... and regret.
 Dec 2019 Cinzia
There are no words that rightfully capture this. Not even human poetry....
Too much order is the infrastructure of disaster.
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