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Shame

The madness of love left me

when I saw two women shot at the wall.

 

The definition of the existence of winter

was in the warmth of the blankets.

 

The huge nothing embarrassed me

who asked me for everything. 

◄ Peaceful sea

Love from the movie screen ►

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