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Mar 2021
The birds You own,
And the cards You play with,
A ton of lucky choices,
But none to get away with.

You are the prey,
They will haunt You down,
It's their fault,
But it's You who dies.

Never think and never tell,
Dream a dream and make a plan,
Sleep under the starry sky,
Navigation, stars, moonlight.

They will find You,
But don't forgive them,
They will hurt You,
To **** their witness.
Dolores
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