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Apr 2017
in the red water
when I tried to meet you
i fought the mirror.

I could not clear the fog myself
every ****** I committed to look inside
in my secret, his claws turned
     burned with hatred
     cried because of hell.

I returned to you
where I escaped with few scratches
and the family cross, found words
i felt more bled and with you cleared the way.
ZOO
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ZOO  M/USA
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