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The street polishes the faded paces on the corners:
distributes dog's literature:
for heels: and: their rising tendencies
daily they aspires for a branch:
polyhedral maturation:
moonwalk on the treadmill:
sewer without grid to look at:
bizarre market
traffic light figures out
the curves call each other: whores 
and immediately following - malleable meanders

In one of the apartments:
exclusive - with openable doors:
unfortunate yearning souls strays 
in the light strips above the thresholds:
there is still life in every corner:
pianino is suffering with back pain:
in the cupboard by the blinded window: 
the gloves mates with socks: and with latte butterflies:
and timeless alarm clock 
macerates its worn-out elbows in eider silence.

In the middle of the feathers ripped from loving chest:
I deeply experience every breath:
                                    
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