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Apr 2020
Fly, light, like a dancer,
spin, stop and ask
but there is no answer

Jump, dip, scream your question,
welcome your sentence
of death at confession


bad things.
good things.
what are those?
everyone is both,
so no one f*cking knows.
Moral is something we decide.
Written by
Maja  15/F/The universe
(15/F/The universe)   
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