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solitude
Single the solitude licks its dirty hairs,
the solitude is cleaned with its his saliva of cat
licks its legs, tail of colors is a wounded animal
the tired solitude licks its wounds like a cat
and returns to me.
It is the solitude
it suddenly appears its shade
in second or third or fourth dimension
its shade in in black and white
the forgetfulness reappears
and when I have forgotten it completely
it returns, licks it wounds of lonely cat.
I think solitude remembers me like an old friend
It is transparent at present
while its sores licks his wounds like a cat
it always return to me like best men friend
my major friend.
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