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- irantaj, irantaj, irinta
- 2020-03-07
- ***
- think of the beauty left around you
- consumed by urban monsters
- and dissolved in ashes
- from burned-down skyscrapers
- the shadow sitting next to me on the train seats
- tastes like charisma with a whiff of perfume
- I cannot exist in two places at once
- I cannot exist and let you have me too
- I'll try to write you letters from where I am going
- but I make no promises, especially nowadays
- and anyways, the bumpy ride would smudge the letters
- making all a haze
- tonight is a blank canvas
- upon which I'll be swept away
- so please take down the empty portrait
- of me hanging in your hallway
- going, going, gone
- ***
- CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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