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THE CROOKED ROAD OF PROPHECY

SHE MADE A DREAM...SHE MADE A DREAM

THE CIRCLES AND SQUARES OF DOSTOEVSKY

THE BIG SMELL OF PAINTINGS

HE STANDS...IN A FOREST...

HEAVENS BROKEN TEETH

I AM 10 000 DREAMERS

I HAVE SILENT POEMS

THE FOUR REALMS

HIS EYES WERE BARE LIES

THE BEAST IS AN AFTERNOON

DRUNKEN SAINTS...AND SOBER DREAMS

I DON'T KNOW WHAT MY WISHES ARE...ONLY THEY KNOW THAT

HE SCRATCHED THE HORIZON WITH STARS

LUNCHTIME FOR THE DISPOSSESSED