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parallel lines, move so fast,

toward the same point,

infinity is as near as it is fast.

what's the immaterial substance

that envelopes two, that one perceives as hunger

and the other as food.

you dream in a cartoon garden,

i could never know

innocent imitation, of how it could be.

if when the music ended,

you did not retreat

in my imagination, you are cast and gold,

your image a compensation for me to hold.

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parallel lines

kings of convenience

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