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Jan 2018
The Paradox of life

Love begins with a smile,
Then grows with a kiss,
Which ends with a tear.

We were born crying,
everyone around us was smiling,
as we  die it becomes the conflicting,
We become the one with a Smile
everyone around us with a mournful Cry.
Unfinished.
Anton
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Anton  23/Androgyne
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