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In the beach
just before the moment of dusk
raunchy of time beyond the boundary
colloids with the too many
romantic thoughts
dreams open as the
wings of Gulls
Remove the light cloud
Shadow comes in the eye
Blood Crystal Sun
Evolution flowing
As the stream
As if run out of the
revolutionary form
In the very familiar dark
dreams back home
during the folding
of time
Lost in the sand of shore
after millions of years
will be turned into a black shale
One of this see in the dark
In the difference between
the two distinct time
Like her longing cry
water falling down drops
from the shale
Flowing through
the new footprints
In the sand
Slowly washing away
at the end of the left way
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