alev.adil: lost Ones, found Zeroes
alev.adil: don't read this letter
alev.adil: do you still wake up in the night?
alev.adil: marine memory
alev.adil: tides of time
alev.adil: war did not forget me
alev.adil: shuttered recollection
alev.adil: on another shore
alev.adil: where are you?
alev.adil: the ghost will meet its shadow
alev.adil: is that you?
alev.adil: it's so cold
alev.adil: remember something has been forgotten
alev.adil: you don't reply to my unsent letters
alev.adil: elegy for a beloved
alev.adil: death is white noise
alev.adil: mourning translates the lost ones
alev.adil: always and only as absence
alev.adil: not waiting but leaving
alev.adil: the eclipse
alev.adil: I considered giving up
alev.adil: a kind of blue, especially for you
alev.adil: the lineaments of loss
alev.adil: when I'm alone, the company I keep
alev.adil: in the past
alev.adil: they dream us into being
alev.adil: not faith...
alev.adil: the assemblage of the self said 'i'
alev.adil: psycho/sis
alev.adil: epiphany