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Give me the green sun
How blue, dear. Ah! blue�
Each word must sleep unspoken
What fields as fragrant as hands?
Sickness, my new obsession
These infections know no latitude
On the verge of going blind
The salt of most unrighteous tears
Touching this dreaded sight
Lost you a little less
Reaching, never touching
Life lightly brushes your lips
