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the order

sea in its menace
chaos to be ordered
into
schematics of spectra
into the order of balls
over degrees

expositions

differential into the favor of
minors tempoes
excluding solo engulfed into
exclusion of erosion into
self expositions

a cure

my consciousness search for
right words to be imprinted on
the illusory media
thinking of absinthe like
a cure of oldies

sure real

radiance of window
enlighten the room of
books and memories into
tidal waves of emotions
combined into sure real

or not

believe or not
the elementary substances are real
includes old belief in
incarnation of souls
forgotten for the grass eerie of island
never attained by frost

nonchalance

secrets in mine never to
be revealed but
the behaviorism includes the
nonchalance in the approach of
imbalanced train of events

by frigates

simple and accurate the
soul inspires calmness into
the ocean of stormy coldness
endured by frigates of
deposed warheads

quietude

listening jazz as
the end of the worldly
compounds responding to
the need of saxophone crying
into the quietude of thoughts

difference into

representation as a way of
leading the life
opened to adversities of kind
keen on details that make the
difference into survival

nostrils

reading was my salvation from
continuously attacks on mine
fragrance of winter air
into the nostrils of
pure radiance of anew

sagacity

new event in my life
another day confronting
the daily routine
continuing the sagacity of
trembling soul
into fabric of spatial incarnation

exceeding

ghost into my mind
refracting mirroring
into exceeding coloratura of
notes into symphony
long time forgotten
since rose flourished on the
deepest gorge

traveling

sending messages to the Moon
hoping for correspondence in the
faithful agreement with physics
dependence on light
traveling the ether

suplice

finding the way of
great suplice into
ex-foliated self resting
through collaborated costume
imaging lakes of free Sun despair

deep in

deep in the dark is
a fortunate star which
engage the luminous
fabricated coldness of days
inside the helpless

saxophone

saxophone in my ear
trembling the notes of
despair into fear
from unknown strangest
fable of the turmoil

grimace

new day in the interest on
freeing from reality
compound of feelings
going altering the
mood of grimace

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