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May 2016
I walked the street
for a dose of black rocks
('cause there was nothing else
but the moon and sun)
and I froze seeing you
in front of me smiling like rose
I hugged you and kissed you
cried and joyed
But it was only me dreaming
On the floor
dying
overdosed
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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