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Faded photography
when I wasn't born yet
didn't have a face
can only have one face who is
who stays and remains like hate
like fear and oblivion
faces exist to be forgotten.
when I have died
I won't have a face
could only have one face
for who would be
nothing will remain
like desire or the body
faces that existed
and were forgotten.
the face I have is perishable
is soluble in water
sublimates into the air.
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