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4d
As you lie heavy on my chest,
circled by the weeds and my
hands resting on your skin,
I believe I'm sinking through the matress.

And I find what I have been searching for.
I finally found
               lived
the dream
in daytime.
original in Dutch
Jude
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Jude  19
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     Ben Noah Suresh and Pavel
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