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Afterland


He Says The Soul Returns

His Rush Lays Low



It's As Though


Some Indescribable Carpet

 



The Lady and The Unicorn


Where Nothing Stays the Same


And Will Not Come Again


Into His Out

There Was A Night


And Spectators Always

Si Sol, Sol Para Nada

Bounded

Heart, Bone, Soul

Fluttering


What it Was

When Wind of Cosmic Space