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today I start coming towards you
if sunny I use my hand not to be blinded just like my grandmother stuck in her shoes in the middle of the dirt road when grandfather came from war waiting like this white cat in the antiques shop's window like a thousand painted eggs on the church table it will be like an airport on an ordinary summer day but only kites flying find me at the other end of the kite you fly me with the umbilical cord like a colourful kite on an ordinary summer day
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