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y=p*x²

rain stops - anytime.

to see a world in a grain of sand.

nOvember.

"could not life continue on earth without wind? Or must everything tremble, always, always?" Henri Michaux

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where is the end of them, the fishermen sailing into the wind's tail, where the fog cowers? we cannot think of a time that is oceanless or of an ocean not littered with wastage or of a future that is not liable like the past, to have no destination. t.s.…

the poet doesn't invent. he listens. jean cocteau.

genie und wahnsinn.