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Another Life
2022
London
Video and sound installation
Cold blood,
frozen flames.
The winter rushes
through my veins.
Like thin ice
under a stone -
my skin is cracking,
slowly breaking.
This rusty time
stuck in my bones,
I`m screaming,
my swollen heart
is shrinking,
I`m sinking
low from high.
For another life
I`d die.
Morse code for the poetry (in sound and in flashing).
The poetry surrounds you.
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