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White nights in Bucharest
I also wanted to tell you something else:
that in front of my window, a tree is in bud,
and it rained and the night is clearly cut,
not the love is the answer, i don’t trust in it,
a change in the chemistry made me able to trip,
i feel like a patient experiencing drug,
i feel like dissected on heart with a hack,
it’s stunning the facing with fantasy that
released myself just with one simple word: fuck.
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