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Nov 2017
Looking at your eyes
Meat pushing out its package
Red licks my vision

Confronted with you
Flickering, guilty hope wanes
Greyness takes taxes

Talking around you
With the puppet interest
Candles drown in air

Cutting interest free
Float away, concrete balloon
Blame me together

Acceptance billows
What frost melted freed and kissed
I now show like ***
I am
Sombro
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Sombro
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