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A Cry From The Womb

I am not yet born

Keep me myself
When the easiest thing is to change

A Visitor At Your Door

A visitor at your door
Needing no permission
Entering and devouring.

Maternal Winter

Slowly, as a child makes its first step
I hand over to you my trust

Within this basket

The Life Of A Tyrant

Two men sit distanced apart at the table
Gazing at the board lain out before them

Knowing smiles.

An Aubade Without Love

The impatient fire licks over the horizon
chasing the blanket of darkness
It creeps through the cracks in the shutters

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