saekhwa: Text that reads: 'Telle est la vie des mots' (Such is the life of words) (such is the life of words)
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Day 25:
Out of the mournful sweetness of touching
comes love
like breakfast.



Day 26:
The lady of water, rising on the beach,
a piano at her fingertips, shame
on her lips and a flute's speech.


Day 27:
Still, I search these woods and find nothing worse
than myself, caught between the grapes and the thorns.


Day 28:
At last!
she cried out,
and locked the door.


Day 29:
Dearest,
although everything has happened,
nothing has happened.


Day 30:
You do not love anyone. She is not growing a boy;
she is enlarging a stone to wear around her neck.


Day 31:
they both die like waves breaking over me
and I am drowning a little,
but always swimming

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