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Apr 2014
the white town is calm and so quiet.
its people are ever asleep.
they know no such thing as "desire".
you could tell they don't really live.
the white town is cold and abandoned.
its people are ever asleep.
their visitors are never welcome.
they come and they cry and they leave.
the white town is sick. i don't like it.
its people are ever asleep.
i never go there cause they'll make me
stay there and forget how to breathe.
they're vicious enough, though asleep.
dmitri a danailov
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