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May 2020
In the temples we built in our parallel hearts
Furthest away in two inverse Universes
With zillions of blackholes and white-holes
With no wormholes or radiant light rays,

On the altars, reside our muted tenderness (2020)
Werdkraft Fenrite
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Werdkraft Fenrite  60/M
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