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May 2015
your eyes are a storm.
the houses i called shelter
fly away like dry leaves.
better a disaster than
to never have been subject.
alternative second sentence:

(with so much you destroyed,
is it strange that i still crave you?)

'Mieux vaut un désastre qu'un désêtre'—Alain Badiou
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