From the time when it still rained

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From the time when it still rained in the dry country,
dark black fumes did not rise up the sky, chocking me.
from the time when the rivers did not keep records of floating bodies,
from the time when water ran fast devoid of stinking flesh.

From the time when it still rained in the dry country.

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Institute of daily objects
Institute of daily objects

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Photographer type of person, zine maker. Killing time on the internet

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