Windows Without Dreams - The Argotist Online
Windows Without Dreams - The Argotist Online
Windows Without Dreams - The Argotist Online
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BLINDNight savaging the notion of space between us;seconds dying in particles of memory.It is raining on me with lime fragrance not bloomed,and tears of saints on earthin a port.Traces of sunrise from yesterdaystill sit idle on the sea.Sun soak keep in arm all love.<strong>The</strong> blind morning rips mein particles of unloved time.Waves were caught by my ankles straynot kissed of any shadowpulling me in deeperblind.32