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Nov 2012
My burden is the gift I have carried since birth:
A criminal who loves me so;
he would claim the lives of everyone who has done me harm.

But I cannot let him out,

for He is I,
and I am Him.

If I am, He is not,
and once I am not, He is.

My story is that of two lovers who cannot be,
without the death of one.
Lealend Elisabeth
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