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incessant whirling
I poured her a slow
Pride
To circumvent a U - turn
How it r ec powerfully open
A return
Not that deplete wealth
Without, ines s transfers, return prom i s
On infinite
Aphorism poem
I go back from myself to itself
when night speaks so well in the poem.