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Nov 2014
I can hear violins, violins
Give me all of that ultraviolence*
Lana Del Rey

only you can explode gentle supernovas
in my hands
when the space is forever expanding
between us
until the night comes out of its womb
pure
irinia
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irinia  where East meets West
(where East meets West)   
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