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in a middle of a room
stands a suicide
sniffing a Paper rose
smiling to a self
"somewhere it is Spring and sometimes
people are in real:imagine
somewhere real flowers,but
I can't imagine real flowers for if I
could,they would somehow
not Be real"
(so he smiles
smiling)"but I will not
everywhere be real to
you in a moment"
The is blond
with small hands
"& everything is easier
than I had guessed everything would
be;even remembering the way who
looked at whom first,anyhow dancing"
(a moon swims out of a cloud
a clock strikes midnight
a finger pulls a trigger
a bird flies into a mirror)











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It takes a lot of time to be a genius. You have to sit around so much doing nothing, really doing nothing (Gertrude Stein )
It touched my mind.
Thanks for that.
Greetings,
Aenemboy.
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
I really enjoy your works.
I hope you continue in this way.
Cheers,
Aenemboy
Thanks a bunch for your support! I really appreciate it
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