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Jul 2016
Your burn is so
big, that whatever
you see is burning
for you.
There's no looking
away, there's no
closing of the eyes.
The more you see
of yourself, an eye
remains there...
crying because it sees.
So many eyes cast
at you my love.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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