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Dec 2018
Can you feel my heart?
It's squeezing but never breaking.
For it is not letting go of the pain
How can I complain?
I brought this to myself.
In exchange for my dreams
I sold my soul
Now, I do have no soul and no dreams.
This is my new life.
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   Monika Layke
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