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I am the one who sings in the shower I am a poppy beneath the sun I am the one who whistles while walking I am the one who smiles at strangers in the street I am the one who receives a message from a long-lost friend I am glasses raised in laughter with friends I am the one who gives and receives small gifts I am joy.

Under The Hat Of Anger

 

Under the hat of anger, there is sometimes a desire to tear up our memories, to bury all the divine signs in the sand, and to take a vacation from your silence...

I want neither cries nor writings in invisible ink, nor those birds with dull and mossy wings from waiting for the rain of your words...



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