(when i was there
they helped me to
go from one place
to another place)
they allowed me to know i was here
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- when my nights were shorter, i read a story.
- sh'e
- silumenare retrato
- there was
- for those
- i don't normally
- a pair of hands
- mornings brushing teeth
- in january
- after closing an open window
- wait
- not entirely
- cinq rue st merri
- some sound
- dates
- sucre
- they mean something different now
- mid mode
- between there and there
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