a curtain on the mind of a poet,
casts shadows full of metaphors.

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my winds travel mountains,
and return your echoes.

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a vessal shares the secret
of calm water.

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...

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... and they demand justice,
in the dream lands, where
people pay to sleep and
see marmaids, in their dreams.

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thousand men bury their echoes
where mountains meet rivers

—unknowingly

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a trembling feet,
gives birth to the songs,
whose lyrics are made up of—

randomness.

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what eroded from me,
must have made your heart fertile.

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a misplaced breath,
gives life to unknown.

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silence in the market
cripples the currency,

silence in love,
destorts—
concurrency.

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