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Lessons From A Taiwanese Coaster

I woke up in a world Where everything was beautiful, And nothing hurt.
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The com(m)e(n)t

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Dreams are made of candles, pinpricks of a deeper light.
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Who’ll ask if it’s too brave to dream again?

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And I was all the warmth and life on earth.

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As we sailed on enthralled in the pursuit of some ardent glory

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The sun revolves around the Earth which revolves around our moon and the twinkling little stars.

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She leant back and let the blade of his shoulder frame the picture, for that’s how she would replay it in her head.

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Immortality comes not in cobweb, but in gold tinged stone.

Day to live, day to love

Today is a Sunday, and today is a beautiful day to be alive

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Because I’ll miss you became The I love you for friends

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If I am having a bad day I am going to tell you and have no shame about it.

Wandering Walser

Walser died in the same style in which he wrote: he went on a lonely walk and never came back.

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Redrafting a life with no object for feeling

Beyond the window

Fated to be caught perpetually behind the window, always waiting for that elusive tomorrow.

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Fingers like pharaoh’s doomed to crumble

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Darius Parvizi-Wayne spent three weeks in lockdown at the end of his five month stay in Italy. Here he recalls the empty streets with a mixture of verse and visuals.
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