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willing victim's eyes.


I Love You and ScienceHe's hopeful, she's tentative He touches her wrist her voice gets higher. Both reach their bodiesI Love You and Science
across the table over their coffees.
Never so simple Confronted by reality in front forms a thick fog get out your knife peel and peel and peel.


MarchSpring air and the kids come out, twelve, thirteen years old and they're smoking in hoodies and nikes sneaking swallows of vodka behind the gardening shed. Grey-white pigeons gather at the wheels of strollers and feet of women.March
Wicker tables, chairs, sugar packets and matches. One boy hands the other a lighter. The brick buildings give off a
false image of a nineteenth century Industrial
Revolution; smoke smudged
on the windows, black piping against the white sky and Everyone ignored the old man in wet trousers and a near empty
bottle of
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I almost came as a shark actually, but then I realized an eagle's slightly better.
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i float around in underwater hibernation
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"Безумие даёт нам крылья"
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