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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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Deviant Art Connecting People . ^^
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Wyrd bið ful aræd - The Wanderer
My gallery [link]
My lovely Spock-based Star Trek fiction [link]
dA is for the literary arts, too.
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Please critique me.
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(c)ev.
evil gets an upgrade
Фрау Мяу
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