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STRETCH
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this is the trace of space.

this is the structure of space.

it is a flat structure.

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to you space, I tell you:

I've never seen you so tight as in the last few months,

You have never been so tight to me. Never.

 

never so far.

Never.

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I took the distance and I lost the distance

from the world,

with the world.

from me

respect you

or respect me.

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I have lost the Cartesian sense

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a wave passed that moved it, changing the order of vectors

 

I go after that wave

together with the wave

 

I'm going out of you space, through you without touching you

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