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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required you will never know where you forget it or lose it, the night is an overstuffed suitcase that you never know when it will open wild, i saw you walking, even more, i touched you a little with my elbow everywhere on the platform it opened like the mouth of a boa constrictor, i see me running with a red ribbon in my hand, for the first time we are face to face overwhelmed by our presence we become dwarfs: ”poems, poems,… how much lipothymia, these poems really did it to us, it brought us into exasperation ”- you bite your chapped lips, i look at your fingers, searching to hold a cigarette between your lips no words naive, i repeat "stay, stay", the train is coming it's time to live, you lift your suitcase (tightly tied) i see a rabbit with wet, bright eyes running, it's autumn, the leaves are like red crabs hanging in the trees, i clench my teeth, my hands, my eyes tighten, again determined i want to squeeze all the pain (i would make a fat must), i want to slap my face, so, i wake up to remember how in school i had to learn the names of every war battle, to learn the name of each river, bridge, the name of each soldier, if i knew them, i would be given a red pioneer tie (which needed to be ironed and kept close to my bed) at night stuffed like an old suitcase the train leaves, as if through the fog I see you on the platform: - do you want a cigarette, - thank you, i don't smoke. (the smoke rolls like a boa constrictor)
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