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Apr 2014
Are you cold?
Here, take this jacket; I made it from my sweat and blood,
Sewed the skin together with my veins,
ignoring all the pains.
As I piece together my skin bit by bit,
it falls apart with the slightest slit.
So be gentle with this jacket; it is held together by what holds me together.
So don't be the one to tear me apart.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
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