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tiistai 2. kesäkuuta 2015

Day by day

Day by day,
by night I guess I should overflow

words.
I dream of the primitive
desire to deceive
hectic love.


Baggy cross on my chest,
I'm looking for myself,

where are the roots of the human?

I'll find myself
your child's internal,
and a trembling old man.


Shortcuts floating in the air;
reason it is lost in the moonlight.

Tired
i shall confine myself to this,

I wonder a little.
The point of writing this.

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