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Apr 2018
what do i know just
not like that we just do not seem to know
our burden
your bitter idea

herded and made themselves believe
they were lost anyway
Surely, caught
the mechanical

"i can't help it" i just have
my own burden. not at
all on the same hill, half of it
He -the other half
Her -to hurt the one half with
the other half. I just have Nothing
"if you had promised him to me"

None of them both
won
"he hรกd, and that is winning"
we want
"you promised"
growing rebellious in the end
ran away, chose that with a
tear on his heels.
looked down on the ruins of his Mechanical still
cheerful
rancid, "it has not been defined"
Camilla Peeters
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Camilla Peeters  20/F
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