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Go on,

wax beautiful

above what makes the world,

glorious bastard years.

You know how apart people are in time together and apart at the same time

A man moves through time. It means nothing except that,
like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.

Geryon's life entered a numb time, caught between the tongue and the taste.

As in childhood we live sweeping close to the sky and now, what dawn is this.

Here comes your baby. Sois sage. Sois chic.