this bend of time

    it is still not an exit; it is an entrance.

    Birds turn to bone,
    bone to marble, marble to stone.
    Decomposing – grain by grain.
    i envy this bend of time

    i finally died,
    and the world started living

    We break down towers
    with empty hands,
    trembling and in love again

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