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May 2017
Thick and sweet
Stream
Memories wash me
And take me away
In the sea of infinities
They release me
And I'm the half alive star
And float and float and float I do
Like a wandered bird in a hurricane
Some of the memories give me shoes of lead
And some hand me helium balloons
And every second water goes underneath my feathers
It's coldness tears apart my existence like thousands of blades
Maybe for one time
For one time I should open my hands
And like a piece of wood
Still
Float and with the infinite measurements
Get away from humanity beach

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you'd Still call me Blue
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