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Mar 2014
He looked her in the eye,
as he aimed at her head,
he was surprised when he began to cry,
after he shot her in the head.
Yet his body felt an irreplaceable joy,
as this abysmal feeling filled his mind,
for the recognition of pain is also the recognition of freedom.
He was no longer under siege like troy,
and he was no longer blind,
For the recognition of freedom, is also an act of treason.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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