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May 4
i
i was kept in isolation
to the language of god
i am nothing-nothing
but nothing is hot..

and it is easy to be
happy when i donΒ΄t exist
that would explain why
iΒ΄m ****** and half-******..

there was a line or point
not easy to say in my mind
when crossed dash reached
i felt no pain..

it was silent
it did not exist
i thought well this is alright!?-
when ****** and half ******..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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