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6.1.08

leave a dot

leave a dot.

till it escapes you.
the red
the blue
the ice

till it bleeds you.
the fire
the wound
the dice

till it reminds you.
the secret
the white
the cries

till it controls you.
the fingers
the lines
the picture

till it fades you.
the fracture
the voice
the birth

till it retires you.
the etching
the wind
the death


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