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Leisure
loneliness spreads
up to the eyes
loneliness creates
a thin layer
snow over eyes
and falls asleep.
the thread of time
of letters weaves.
all the poetry
it's pure voodoo
it's a way of healing
it's hard way
to inflict pain.
PAR
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