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SUNSETSun goes down in abstract silences,deep into the breath of primary colours.<strong>The</strong> universe blends in perfumesof passion’s passed moments.Singing midnight in white rimeby cicada, lost in flowers lime,dreams move in the senses of the universe—setting atomic desire free.6
CRIMEI wanted to cure myselfof youkilling my past,easily washing my handsof the blood that flowsfrom the woundsfilled with idylls.I burned the pastand threw its ashesin the wind,as your complex words.I wanted to cure myself of youwalking upon time,and any expectationI still have—my hands are grubby.7
Page 3 and 4: Cover image and all artwork by Dani
Page 5: NOT AN ALTERNATIVEI rememberedwatch
Page 9: ETERNAL WORDWith the last word in e
Page 12 and 13: MISSING YOUAlone in my room,the sil
Page 14: DIRTY QUEENHow lovely the morning i
Page 17 and 18: 24 HOURSIn the morning I open my ey
Page 19: NO MERCYNo mercy.The horologe has s
Page 22 and 23: PLAN FOR SEDUCTIONevery grain of sa
Page 24: TO NOT LOSE MYSELFYou can break out
Page 27 and 28: A GIFTA day snowing with big star-f
Page 29 and 30: ONE DAYIt was one heaven or one kis
Page 32 and 33: BLINDNight savaging the notion of s
Page 34 and 35: STYLEwhat I like about youis the in
Page 36 and 37: SKY HANDSsky handstouch a paper fac
Page 38 and 39: YOU ARE SPECIALFirst we construct w
Page 40: About the AuthorDaniela Voicu is a

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