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Here, I applaud you, mighty heart of blue
Stone hardened with the coldness
Of the cold black gown
The Moon is wearing
For each ocean poured...
Under a playful blue moon
The stars reflect their old wisdom
Their dust speaking through the actions we take
Until the sun will break the record
And explode
Or die, little by little,
Becoming another blue stone
On the  black canopy of inked domes.

For the stone to be deposed in the hands
Of the worthiest girl, the wolf girl
You chased away.
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Pooping Gold machine
Treated as ****, **** produce,
Taking **** to create Gold,
Gold to create jewelry,
Jewelry to tell a story
Worth to live,
Gold worth to die for
And garbage to take out.
They found Gold in a Mountain of garbage and made something of it.

To survive is the Ultimate jealousy! The worst! The cruellest!
Disappear with you when work's well done and left for their homes,
To enjoy, to live, to die for.
I may disappear and never bother for their rights or wrongs.
Dear Papa,
I have eaten the old rug that inspired my old painting,
It was filthy as hell,
Somebody forgot to clean it.

But I am Alright now,
Figure: I don't need to eat anything anymore.
It is magic involved, I tell you,
It's good to feel less empty and alone.

I might have also opened
The door for a thief.
Alladin insisted on robbing us of some goods
And as we had too much I said to myself:
"Why not help the poor live a better life!"

Papa,
You are never to forgive me for this,
'Have fallen in love with a thief,
Now life is much better for our people.
In that good side of the story the Child lived only well. Be blessed child! Loved, protected... Given a helping hand.
The artist for you is a sin,
Well, then I am quite everything!
Something to treasure and fight to have!
Hah! The great life I had!
Something to be grateful for...
Still.... Why wouldn't one go back there?

Hihi! The great life I had!
Something to literally **** for!
Still, why wouldn't I bother for all that anymore?

Hah! I'm dead and have moved on!
Not killing myself for crap anymore.
This must be treated as a reflection of redirected (glowing?) Feathers.
As "What my Feathers...?!" is a better more elegant option!
You hurt me deeply, I confess
Uh, Uh! My mistake! 'Twas my mistake!
In this world not finding a place
Uh! Uh! My bad ugly mistake!

You attacked I countered you
And put you down, almost killed you,
Uh! Uh! My bad, bad ugly mistake!
Please! Pardon me!
(but only if you can)

Now I' m a raven, I'm a crow, I'm the unwanted in your home!
Uh! Uh! My bad, finally true!
Please, pardon me!
I won't ***** you! I'm much better than you!

You Hurt me really bad
Out of confusion, out of your sad sad days...
Oh, oh! My bad!
Have all your days happy or sad,
I'm out of this!
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