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looking for your scent
I spend time
looking for you
trying to find out
where are you
where are all the wires
your feet-thoughts
your mouth-regret
where are you?
where is the ecstasy?
that you knew how to achieve
that you knew how to hide
that you knew you didn't know
time passes
glued to your feet
penances
quiet on your lips
flames
I waste my time
lurking for you
where will you be
when I'm not
looking for you?
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