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Aug 2012
I can't stop gazing at you today
unfazed by the purple haze around.
the gospels of the faithless chapel
take a picture why don't you
lemon drops melts on my tongue
shadows of your fan-less art
this mars animal cannot forget
a tip of a top hat
a lack of understanding about the indie film
****. What the **** does this mean?
excuse my french,
But what if to-morrow is another day?
eux autres indulge in surreality
and the past belongs in the past
don't make me not love you
broken into pieces of china
a whispered conspiracy
Anna Lo
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