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Hidden Birds Are Left Astray
882In Dreams I Always See Myself From The Outside
863The First Hands Opened Like Trees
794The Ferns Are Greener Still
795The Sun Opens And Closes Around The Forest And The Eye, The Blood Remains Unchanged
696Don't Worry About The Darkness, Mother It Conceals Nothing
687In The Past The Trees Used To Carry Holes For Memories
668In My Dreams Animals Take Shelter, In Order To Survive Yet Another Winter
659A Glass Bird Takes Flight Inside Of Your Eye
5910The Mother's Hand Trembled, It Could Not Recognize The Worms That Carry The Night On Their Backs
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