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If you think you can live seeing who I used to be
If you think you can leave. You can only live

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Lui si nasconde nei giardini murati
Lui raccoglie nuvole di zucchero 

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Moving to the last prison
a shallow breath before the big jump

Something in a heartbeat
The flesh and the bones
cry out, singing
Acrobats and flowers
no chains, no gardens 
Unfettered.
I play the quickening beat of the heart 
Burning awhile before tomorrow
Binding threads of gold to the pillar of fire 
These threads are truths
Because we are
powder in silence 

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I deceived the day before
Before seeing you

Powder in silence
Silent powder
Tell her you have not seen
Tell her I do not know
Tell her I am not the past
Powder in silence
Ever-changing powder

Fragment I

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These threads are truths
Because we are powder in silence

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Finding out that the last jump mutates into the first breath
Almost at the very end

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Burning awhile before tomorrow
Binding threads of gold to the pillar of fire 

Fragment X

Run, run, run again
Unaware that the beginning of your life
is almost the end of a rose
Finding out that the last jump mutates into the first breath
Almost at the very end.
Laying down with dawn
Hiding in walled gardens.
Plucking sugared clouds
for my hat

Fragment V

He wrote his name on the wall
crystal feathers
betrayed paints
You tried silence
turning into transparent stone
And I can no longer find my name
Lost in tomorrow’s time 

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Unaware that the beginning of your life
is almost the end of a rose

Fragment VI

Fragment VIII

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No chains no gardens
Unfettered. I play the quickening beat of the heart

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Something in a heartbeat
The flesh and the bones 

Fragment IV

In a hurry, but without rushing
The clock is not a compass
and somebody will know
You ironed crescent skies
flattening the miseries
offending livid nights
I saw you die
Two times under the sun
twice in the dust

Moving to the last prison
a shallow breath before the big jump
How many can only see the prisons of others

forgetting their own
I fled long ago
and will die drunk under the sun 

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If you think you are where I am
If you hope to have even one word

Fragment III

They drew the perimeters of the sun
They scythed the moon with the remains of the flowers
They counted all the leaves in the desert
They hid the skies in a single hand
They traced the routes of the ships
lacerating the sea with a finger

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Run, run, run again.
Unaware that the beginning of your life

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I left with me. The agony of red
In the falling air

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The blackness leeches on all
The threshold fast and uncertain

Fragment IX

Fragment VII

Many are scattered
I buried a flower beneath each one of them
I did not know their names
I christened all of them but one
He was in front of me, he was the last
he was not holding a gun
but a flower
I took away that flower and gave him my name

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Nobody will speak of your memory before I will have abandoned mine
Nobody will smile at you as much as I, for this I was born

Tasting the night
I put the light to sleep
Run
run
I am buried by flowers 

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Plucking sugared clouds
for my hat. I forgot the clouds

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I kill mine. I survive the existing
I revolve around the end

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Did you find your opening?
You've been on the run three times

I care not about the days
I care not about writing
I will only need one look
to wound you

Fatally

Two lights remain alight
One I switch off
The other I will switch off
Far from my hands

When I was young I told myself that one day I would count my wrinkles
When I was old someone did it for me
Nobody told me

the purpose of numbers is to count the rest of the universe

Not to die

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Cry out singing
Acrobats and flowers

I laughed too much not to go down the stairs
Tomorrow I will cry enough to ascend them again

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Breath with no beginning
I distilled my end

To encounter the night is easy
I encountered the night

Easily
Though I did not escape it by

running towards the light

I come from tomorrow
in time for no one
You look at me, and start walking faster
I see you, and start building skies
Before being born

I slept
on a hill
Childless
I played with the sun 

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The path slow. It brings out the last
The forms of nothing 

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I stopped the hand
I found a door

I wrenched away from them the guts of the earth
making out of it laurel for my eternity
One day they shall sing
and I will no longer be land for the conquered
but shadow of spent light
in the precocious perpetual
until the beginning of the world 

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Before falling. Blow out your candle
Scream into the blackness

If

then
the skies gather
Everything proceeds
tomorrow is already yours
I am already light

I never really knew my name
I did not search for it more than I searched for my destiny
But one day I will change my mind
And before learning how to die, I will know

Fragment II

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I laughed too much not to go down the stairs
Tomorrow I will cry enough to ascend them again

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Crucified to the clock
I steal your time