I want to have a clock stopped.
A luminous wire falls.
A slow tear.
A time that does not belong to us.
I look for a mirror broken into a thousand pieces, so that I have a thousand reflections of you.
I want an invisible face and a deceived will.
Visible place in dreams.
Shy, quiet and unperturbed.
My writing is silent, with words from censored dictionaries.
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