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Laife is a boring affair
How long i have to wait at this station to get a train to leave?
how long i have to watch nasty advertisements in televison sets and observe others
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two lesbian birds perched on aprak bench
eloping from their daily house chores
dropping their roles as dry house wives
to shed their grief over each others breast
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his smile rips my heart apart
it kills my soul
in this saffron dusk
we walked hands in hand
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thunder
lightning
swirling winds
dear girl, with your sweat
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it is the life energy
it is the desire that controls everything
it rises toe, moves up
for a while settles in heart
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i am
a star that fell from heaven
but never reached earth
a rain dropp which entered the shell
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she leaned towards my shoulders
we were in car,
after a romantic evening in marina beach
wind blew from both windows
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