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Thursday, 9 October 2014

Cold hearts

Compared to their hearts
the icebergs are warm
When I meet them
in the middle of the summer
I have to wear a coat

Don't cry in front of them
Don't shake hands with them
They want your tears eternal
and your hands immobile

It's hard to find a softener
for softening those hearts
as from the finished meal
is hard to extract salt

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