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Gold Dust

Gold Dust

Gold Dust

She walks through time like a whisper, elusive to the years, as if the clock admires her...

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In the morning traffic jam

In the morning traffic jam

Sliding into the morning traffic jam
after a restless night
time becomes her intimate ally....

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Conjunction

Conjunction

Down-to-earth sobriety.

Come back to bed. Seen anything?
If I see them, they'll see me too....

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Firepit.
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Whose knocking at my door?
I thought you said me and you is done.
Why you kneeling on my...

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