"Ode" @ Karekin Goekjian
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Leaning into the afternoons I throw my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes. There in the highest bonfire stretches and burns solitude that waves its arms in circles like a castaway. I make red signals over your absent eyes that ripple as the sea on the shore of a lighthouse. Pablo Neruda |
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