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& there is only me

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we are the stuff of ,,,,,, (?)

:::


The war has come !


•


We knew it would

)(


Tired


We are tired of being tired and weak


So

Are we to fear death (?)


•


The naked daughter ****


Oh holy mother

The talk is over

All your lies about your lover !

•


All pretense is gone


The war had finally come


We said we were lovers


All
Pretense


Is gone

,;

It was only me all along


.