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Mar 2015
I'm getting tired,
for you are not that light,
my back is breaking.
I carry you like a mother monkey does,
despite your sagging layer of love,
except I no longer feel the strength of my heart,
and so my back is breaking.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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