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Sunday, September 30, 2012



I could never live the dream as
And I know the unraveling of more diverse
Moment where the whole I do not show
And drink only that which I propose.
Summary of a life in dire tone
Featuring so crude verse,
And this walks because immersed
Only one seed I decompose.
The cutting blade root
Expresses what I really wanted both
And I know you did not come and did not come
A wind that could bring me
Some feel good pleasure
Spreads certainly now.


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