Poetry

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Copyright @ 2010 Lambert Academic Publishing AG & Co. KG and licensors. All rights reserved.

 

Deep Touch

By dawn my legs did run
To delight a gently laugh
I cursed thoughts for fun
But they were so rough
At home I had my truth
Back into songs and will
This foggy side of youth
Has named my eyed skill
It is worded my blue bed
Yeah I love hearts to feel
So I do take your head
To please a musical affair
Frankly I do care for life
I use my fingers in her hair
I’m a naked shadowed knife
In her I play my south cage
The voice in my face today
Declares my breathing stage
My armed mouth is her way

Majestic fun

I was inside you and far
The flag day had a name
It was a wild desert scar
I did stop the humid aim
At the sea she said now
I sang my dream again
By the frontier an arrow
A sound flowed in vain
Come little palm hand
I have your finger print
I carried a heart to stand
So pretty chained sprint
This has washed my face
The last dance was pure
The fear had a rusty run
The most so long cure
Fell into my majestic fun

Walking Cloud

Just like a winter’s fall
I have a dream by guest
I could turn your love call
In a glad cloud, the best
Of a whistled spreading song
And pretend that she comes
Fun of a speaker among
Out of a sea that smokes
I feel a painted black skirt
Jumping secrets into trust
Just for the lovely flirt
The ties of a sanctuary land
So sacred ground has a tree
A seed was our command
Here goes a immune liberty

Wide Music

Listen to the silence
even when it’s not there
like the wind
seen from the window seen it,
but not being touched by it
and slowly close your eyes
cause your son winter
whispers a sound
wherever it rains here
no one can be found
inside this tear

The Rusty Face of the Word

Dear sorrow
justify this son
the earth
and the moon
your so soon
from this word
to june

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Shall I give you into fate and his will spell

Or  should I form a desire in lust in what  we fell

It comes again the fidelity and the ideal

when kissing a new kind of  thinking to feel

and the petition with a scarlet rock

Comes in sea, in deal with this hope at the dock

The sun flames with fingers in here

Your arms tell me to hold you out of fear

Did I heard the broken solitude touching your heart

Maybe now you can open feathers and born to a  new start

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Are you the voice at the seaside

A friendly murmur in deluxe pride

By sailing with birds over San Telmo’s fire

Perhaps existence longs for sober desire

My political space needs to extend my choice

As you woke me and spoke in your tender voice

We fade in passing away from narrowed sounds

So we caress the experienced taste of love bonds

One memory read in profound and curious portrait

As we seek, tell, whish and now the longing fate

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Taking a hidden shadow from the balance

In sirens across the bay, to dance

with you on the sandy taste of your name

in your sign that tells me to hear your flame

come sweet shining spirit, we stand

to swear for secrets that wait hand in hand

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The thin agility of a tiny bridge in her low voice

Like a delicate motion daring to comply

Some silver word rides in  my choice

You feature the skies in the radical fly

And the turbulent changes ease the pain

What it hurts in everyone’s memory

Out of a globe in warm circles that we claim

As I guard this treasure in me

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Still timeless to stop and the missing childwood

My kind light souvenir of an artic prudence

Do you open the love in your hope mood

Tell me about this, now and with my credence

Wondering to comply your distant soul

In the old boats, seagulls in the freedom of whole

I whish to like you in here, to accept and smile

Me with her in a distant land, stay with us, for a while

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In sincere sorrow I know hearts

They pulse in the virginity of life

Each gender in cruel absence

But there in far graces by parts

A serious rendez-vouz is tense

And your windy skirt also wonders what is to be felt everywhere

Though I declare my breathing spirit to aproach what joy can dare

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Beauty thinks to feel as this whish is true

In the quiet palm where I write in time

Tila tea comes with certain calm in you

As leafs extend the journey of a body

Contemplation traces every body

In the kick of the eye, over the verb

We lay and look for the right humid herb

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Only to box you out from the old tumbling veins

Oh, you are your own reward on the way to belong

Old parades no more will be in use but in our soul refrains

Feeding rhythms in a good holding trait, in a new song

The trails within the run for this sense of adventure

Take your scarlet intimacy into a cool state

The good look twists like a kissing venture

Intuition makes the world’s melody our gardening dance

By the side of every love tour, no one is late

 Existence is written and we take our chance

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For this sweet sober eye

where you  caress me so shy

I tend to form the lace

by glazed attention in space

and we are in solitude

so vigorous in the previous life of interlude

now by a spoken mirror of truth

I face moreover the distance inside you

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You have lived in words to survey the cold

at my own vigilance, a strain that never gets old

your look for invisible petals, somewhere kindly proud

my eyes caress this blazed cloud

for beauty is in your calm melancholy

this treasure pastes on me

the visual sound in your sweet sense

bringing into the table, the hidden love from this fence
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Come earlier for the afternoon in us
we are in touch by blind possibilities
the thought of this,we know, thus
what it wonders in kind sensibilities
the whistle walked in, he passed in your window
then over your lips, zooming in
coming out in release, pleasure to flow
and look all around for my classic favour into your swim

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Some of the beds of spikes go closer

Into the soul and get her for cover

As when you awake, some of you keeps calling

It’s the body of a dream, astute to ring

Your peaceful death, just when you thought

In grace, by the Fall of what is caught

The triumph of a skinny migration and into her we hold

Both of all have taken sediments into this gold

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To endure a hiding fire from a lusty sky

And the biscuits circle for sonatas in your eye

Does the body of a candy face runs deep

Maybe the dressing cello of your lip

Crucifies a sound and a speed

Your in my need

By the sacred integrity of a random bliss

Ever more and so far here’s my kiss

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Due to a little kiss as the first

Where a tender thirst

Came to refrain an orchard

The May scent and his archard

Have similar architecture to be explained

In what you are involved and sustained

The archery smells forever blow

Me and you make things in a tasty flow

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The assembled heart carried in for secrets

As reverenced them out of the counting years

Where the gospel ryhthm influxes me into streets

To the petal accent in the warmth tears

A parfumed life painted in eyes, so solemn

As the heat from a proper eloquency of the damned

He sat still and quietly calm, meant

To inflinct a new kind of kick when the band

Walked by for the body of your nation

Secretes me tights of fluxes of an indian tent station

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My longing eyes stand to think

At the front of a curious brick

There, the heartbeat is solidly given

For the uprise of your soul in season

When everything is blindly pure

After some thousands of clean lines, our true lure

On and off by remembering a ligthning time 

The childhood is still delicatelydivine

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While a sempiternal motion in faraway natures

Could be a brave owner of the freeheat

And among some sliding lips of all creatures

In the open fidelity as a tender life beat

In faces with angelical features in a fractal

As a distant shape runs in our kindness

Could this union, trade the good couple

Into the understanding that peace colides with darkness

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This early honesty begins

As the main classic ruin framed in time

In the intent which makes all hymns

For a delicate and solemn parfumed rhymes

That comes with uncurled matter into the unknown

With personal skies to be felt in visibility

As eyes meet skin and they were shown

In the departure of your arctic sensibility

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A shred in the floor feeding a thousand tastes as a crew
To cut dead the food of vanity
For the working picture of life passing by you
The coldness in your eyes appear in brief reality
Shall the piano would shed the tears stolen from talent
And the emerging of a small wonder in this vertigo world
I know you are your own hit sacrament
And the heat dream parade is your giant girl
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Written with a new and so bright impulse
just as if the frozen thick tooth
would swear for an uncertain truth
in sugar sprayed hearts being seduced
forthe warm approach as the leafs repose
while sounds flew and rose
and the morning uttering story
in us, asending from a founded glory
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Watch the little shy way always hesitating
Looking at spirit’s crown as advice
You can draw what your aiming
Turn ashes into some new thoughtful ice
As the melted heart has a dancing melody
Whenever the pillow fights with us along
The night, along the funny way of being strong
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Wanting to offer my sonority in smuggling grace
As the jump is still so far away and the close you face
That is me and a dim dime coming closer in the day
As you sang what the things could approach to stay
The movement of braveness could have your attention
Please, rewind what was your mind as invention
Evoke a cosmic smile in every act, your real
Prolific consequence of being cloud in will
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You wonder for that thoughtful feelings

walking in your body and you could have taken him to me

I keep you in my own in your birthday meetings

As you and me tend to chant a summer and the life of he

Like a smiling libido into the right warm door of the world

The refrain feeling fine and his proclamation is now dressed in blue

With a recreation of this passenger and your little girl

There are calm storms as they are your riding true

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The body in kindness has to claim

As I face your way of going up there

To the taste of a brand new aim

The candy seeds in her open care

Gives me a precious conscious in the breaking hour

To focus my love in my lusty eyes

Surface of an hermit flour

In the mirror down from the skies

As to care and to love, comes the gathering in freedom

And you can unite your soul with a bright and cosy wisdom

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The dimension of a wide extension of fear

A kind of trust into all exceptions

Going out from a sharpened tear

A thick full source of new soul creations

And to note what in existence is loaded in exactitude

The human race in her love destiny

Knows the lane to be broomed in her solitude

And the good heart in their good will philosophy

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Your creed in here inside comes closer

Soon your smile will travel into a shore

To hold poetry and whisper her more over

To strain the open atitude so much more

What you do with all fellings in unknown truth

It’s true in real around miseries

In the awake of a brave solitude of youth

They are thinkers in high vivid realities

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One play of nudity in its horizon

Somehow a calm strength in action

As the eyes enlarge into intention

A shape of solitude with its own fraction

Taken in dialogs down at the seaside

When reality and the thinking collide

For the late night swim

And you come in

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So on the garden the bird was standing

My cautious eye allowed him to fly

 With a calm look he could show his song dancing

I could count cats and also a spy

As in this garden existed love

Like a prudent secret in sound

The heaven above

Cares to be found

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The clean enhancement for spirituality

Has some kind of dark feelings in plurality

Coming from a misty morning in touch

With that hermit’s mighty ego nudity in rush

For the quietness of Earth’s time, as truth

In subliminar sense around a mnemonic being in love

And that angle in wich your ankles are above

So here it goes my paper note on his curled flying destination

Into the lucidity of the giant freedom that exists in a poetical recreation

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 A distant prudence in a sufficed northern windy spirit

Trough a long compel of marching waters still beyond consolation

And we are patient to awake at the sound of our mirror and from it

The course of nudity in passion around an admirable sensation

As curious is the return to the little words regarded as distinct

So gorgeous the commission in the struggle of your human print

Which I held with no exception in time for your beauty in soul

Myself a season in you, calls out the growing thinking to be told

You can come in logic and try to wax and wane

The light which ascends from my strenght in a solitary lane

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The spring in Lisbon selects a kind and fresh attraction in sentimentalism

Being much of the feeling called upon your morning realism

Possible as splendor and to touch like a didactic society

Nature consumes what you produce and the conquer of energy

In my terrible working beliefs which are on the skies

To be in struggle with all the sum of gratitude which lies?

A certain perpective and practical tendency for the right to the best

The daring practice in our manners is the double playful rest

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Desire appears like a composition of time

When wil you come in here?

Into the fine character of my tear

A single vivi source of company in exact delay

Tempts the course of pleasant conclusions in this day

I could cease to answer into my own as I shiver now

Hope holds my tender body but how?

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The measure of affection within your sincere excellence

Written as the children respect innocence by a warm immaterialism

Why fpr some time the frequency of words taken in prudence

Display the playful intellect in letters in the feature of impressionism

In a future instinct awakened by a immaculate desolation

Sincerely in truth, the feelings read by the conduit of the blues

To the landscape of domestic thoughts seem to amuse the intregation

In every line of real souvenirs which are in love with both truths

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The ample visit as habit of kindness acquires questioned eyes

In terms of sharing the adoption of consistent memories

Every one follows what was seen under the essence of the skies

Me and you, placid to the external notion of mortalities

Lift feelings from chosen being in ferocious moods

Maybe some of them would and could be in our woods

Where the little ways hold secrets as impressions

From a resolved trait on the way to peculiar expectations

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I manifest the solemn reflection of your gentle breasts

As singular mosaics in sober marble as the cozy nests

In the curled leafs with entrance to embrace immensities

To every draw where anatomy conceals the ornament of solo duties

I repose inside the depart of my mind at time for our contrasts

The body of a thought knows the wealth in which devotion casts

A similar constitution of awareness on every creature with language to confess

The retired innocence attending what I caress

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With much of trust for the one in motion

Trully as morning sounds when your words linger

Over the chosen effort for this prolific kind devotion

In a evening loaded with the extended shape of my finger

Printing in solitude the factual respect for your longing eyes

Friendly as when you are the journey into my own skies

With full power to understand the appearance of the ocean

Who lives with stoic voice in the nucleus of any emotion?

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Noble tones to the liberty which you cheer as expression

In your woman´s delicate face from which I place my devotion

With the touch as feelings do in vast prudence in my veins

Make me claim to the reference in the friendship that it remains

Now I dictate in my memory the attraction of our reaction inside

The preparation to the visit from what lives so deep aside

The selected words which we delivered by anonymous reasons

In the satisfaction with beauty far in here as in seasons

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The mighty ego nudity by confession of the growing excitement

Inside you and far on the way to the nipple´s contentment

That you keep as lecturer of the admirable union grace

A quiet essay was my power to describe our puzzled trace

In ways to order time and inside the sunset

Adjust melancholy that you set

And I held in long observations with different streams

Altough they were identical in our questioned impulse dreams

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A place we can stay is among the living suns

We can always go inside the logic of our sums

The world is orphan of the character and people wonder

What it will be the stormy taste of a sempiternal thunder?

But the moon combines the poetry felt as concern

We can shine to understand our egos and learn

The songs have their walls of mystery for good

Do you dance now that is all understood?

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The preservation of duty as deliverance of hope

Should be as serious as belonging into your scarlet bed

By where some nights I was in us to cope

Directly in faith driving peace in your head

With a kind of theory based on adventured strategies

A peaceful presence as occupaation in the wideness

And the contact in operating heat were lies our stories

It enhances from time to time the performance of sadness

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Affection a substance equals the touch of wisdom

In the tropic light that with sincere freedom

Carries the practise of genuine and vulnerable feelings

Thoughts authorize the angle of harmony in best greetings

It´s for the best of all vivid sources to be prudent

A lucid spirit with attitude to defend the intent

Of some strange looks in your ways which we act

By volunteering the warm colliding idea in this fact

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My predecessor hearts were natural inspired beings

In which their best intruments as duties to sharp feelings

Where the kind care as answer to interpret emotional hate

Now within the sowing hopes in the horizon of fate

Lead segments of all human exchange where thoughts have a begin

Like me and you were a visible optic light going in

To refer the wish of undressed bizarre politics are in my handss

All now can comprehend the time to silent strange commands

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The body of respect intends to adjust a cloud into a waterfall

The incoming of freshness produced by live gains

A happy place on humble increase of new sensations to stand all future aims

For all tomorrows to live as soft perfume in sexual skin

I can write my soul on a tempered ray on you by thin

Fingers in comfort to sustain relaxation in pleasure

With an excellent mind and body to keep as treasure

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Rolling energy  kept in

As you came to begin

The turning body

Kissing a crowdie

Fire in the end

And the glen

Finds calm

Still I stand into our realm

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Poetry for my first poetical love, Bárbara:

Come in your whistling kind muscles
Like that one that by intuition
forming a long concentration of
 Adventure and a baptism of fire
when freedom was following my soul
 arriving at this affair where there is no difference.
In songs, the skies, are the spelling moves
the crawl of a bell that runs the fist
Lampoons on the very cradles
that were kissed in the mouth by June
is the cherry on the water with the sense of nonprofit?
 For each cup of feeling I can have a superb read
This is seen as what can be felt
And so fingers relayed these tunes with me sneaking
Aphorisms by the soft twilight
Sung as secrets that warm the cold
The right-handed and the extreme odor of my heart into heat
What a rise into a great breath
Signals the grimace that tells you more of this friend
In the configuration which blooms in its transformation
Knowing that there is life in progress
As our body goes into a gentle sleep
In a scarlet voice
As I am waiting for you, my dream
And the strength that can be so much late
And here I play as well 
Tomorrow the heart
Of a sacred birth
This union of vows and feelings
With a localized thinking
Living in security
Delivers this document because
 The vein has a whistling breath
And the run on the open prairie 
The foot where your eyes of black honey
Smiled once for being too foreign
Flanking your look as praise for your skin
It’s always the time for your encounter
In bid to interdict that in your center
In every breath and cheered accurate look
Among Gordian knots that the same postman
Sails, and with the years, the source of values
And I would not say that you are here without pain
Where we were two per among zillions
Above the illustrated and amazed thoughts
When the smile is stretching elastic beings
The sand here in your arms for the loving
And because it’s dawn, I estimate to be
A mild schism bare-chested
A mirror and you’re always
Home to meet the concise air
But as luck of the smooth trot
The crease at the neckline courteous November
Hip wound me, I’ll follow that
And the broom makes the holidays that you had
A tine thin wide finger
It’s the greasy touch
Connected to the time spent
Employed with the attentive soul
At sunset, as I recall
When looking at this member
Suggests that you are undressed
And you’ve got the sky that you dress
With that much desire
and be late
now in praise
of my splurge
I had signs
who sleep and sleeps
Read more at
whom I weave
Passing through years of light
Enumerating the name and identity
Polishing the voice that seduces me
When the rest of happiness
Perch in a zillion of steps
The Gordian knot gets the green
All the uniqueness of your traits
Segregating the beat of this seat
Your refinement plotting
As if was asking
What I have in me
And so as a nod
I tell you that I will be
In the hotbed  
And if I measure what I intuit
It’s your pout without erasure
That the cypress sets
As a sensitivity
Which runs very thin
May be your age
That defines what you were born
On the horizon you wrote
When I was arrested
Boiling this heart that is gone
Soft sunset I emanate
I am like you in the same flames
I have for taste, then return
In combat as in insurance of thinking
Here on Earth in the affairs of heaven
Flies with this vision of the veiled
And the taste of what makes you dive
Being the portion that binds us into two
I look you in a manly love pose
As having a certain dose with no withdrawals
Holding up very well
And lifted from your sky
Bárbara you are inside a delicate place
Revolving around what it might be seen
For any life comes without fog
And our bed is like love, the first
Anointing without blessing somewhere
I chimer in the land of nowhere
Solemn outdoor
And sideways without fainting
Who browses cities and nations
At the very sly row
As the heat of a fire
Around the cushion
Dozing what I think
No pain or census
Steadying myself on the horizon
In the fascination attached to the bridge
 A secret tells me that well
When I make a hundred
The axis and the bond between the royal forces
while the route of silence
listening to the other corner
when I dream, I know
by thinking about the landing of our law
and a stop parched, stands as a sign
if there is also a time of glory
light in each cyclical and annual
the pace of each life story
I give you a handkerchief and a nod
because when you think, I will follow you to whistle
because of this tension
Bent in for your posture, if the thinking
plane to land in fertile motions
a benign sun for us and the reptile
stands quiet at a first touch
In young fruit as alive as a trout
And we are also against the current  
And you have the reverse in the handwriting of fire
That wrap the tobacco team
Which is a metaphor that barricade and seals
The benefit of our distraction
You came on the side that was our soul
And early vines with sweet talk
Broke and beautiful as your voice
Now in our mouth with love
Longing sighs in several years
In contrary tones
That the tone of this post
It’s the skin that you seen
Recent subliminal paintings
As your air is heard
at the foot of the bed loving
bodies in some momentum  
flows to the resin at the behest
which knows how to run and powerfully  
these maneuvers with sui generous margins
Yet this life I feel in distress
In the shadows I guess there are splendid truths
How to center you Miss?
On the fate of your hip
Such a young, frank
Radiate as an epic live
And in return to know
The current extension is either brave
As the heat of this generous hand
My name drops like a silver star
Here on the prairie, where the eye wants to inspect
The entanglement of sensuality
With dazzling, spinning when geometry in
One or two ideas on the space which is aware
Patience knows the discerning attention
In the mind wanting to travel between arms
And the mind appears as a love potion
The forearm of dawn
Recreating the language of others
While the urgency of the hour
The echo of your voice at me strolls
But the creed of the latent humor
What is true for anxiety and amusement
Rises by fervor
Where is our imprecise ascension
I thought your hair
as sensitive petal
was very appealing
to me, invisible
and we had this focus
altar flowers
where you play
in this dream too grown
The quiet brilliance and
Incessant ecstasy
Embrace the look of this wave
Giving you my daughter
My infant dream
For your heart can walk
And I’m in physical time
Wanting to calm your smile my dear
On a nice cloud for you in praise
By the softness of this love

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