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Dec 2018
feeling like a wheel
spinning spinning on the hill
eternal tears and sufferings
and dead end and space and water
and the sea of the ocean is not at all around
no nearby

all perpetual motion all perpetual
contemplation of a thought
around from behind the circle
the eternal circle on which I and whom
I myself am eternal sadness
which there is no limit
which have no end

18.12.18
Maxim Keyfman
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Maxim Keyfman  16/F/The Ruömmenpdolf
(16/F/The Ruömmenpdolf)   
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