Look, out of the shadows deep into the wells
I created in your eyes when they were empty
Never to speak of the smell of
Greed, or hope that
Echoes of bright crocuses used in the smelting
Rituals of all that celluloid
I have forgotten where it went
Now, left behind are traces of cotton
Ginger hair in a brush and an empty [...]
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