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19 stolen away How do people feel                         in this cold      in this win . . . win . . . . windy nest      in the gloss like a                         cold nest               in the tendon of life.            The benches    feel            like green alligators,            crocodiles in the snow I get    a warm mouth   on the hair Someone has kissed me. That boy and girl fight and kiss in the car.          A deep sound comes from it. The birds fly down        one by one, drop by drop. starting up again What am I gonna do      on this road? The sun drafting      us. Nothing is           brought beneath its own           transmission. The stars      that are gonna come out soon.      Oh lively insects in                    the light. Criss-cross. ...

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