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Feb 2014
I'm crazy for your eyes  
Those multicoloured spies
The way they search reality
The way they used to look at me

You cannot feed these hungry mirrors
Without the boldness of the fearless
I cannot find them looking for me
I search the air, the illusion, the debris

So I shall stay and you shall float
Away from me, away from us both
Find a treasure, if you  haven't already
I'll be here ripped apart but steady
Grumpy Dwarf
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Grumpy Dwarf
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