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After and knowing


Two hands and nameless

From the bottom left us shameless

To the ghosts who write and name this

I left with no love or hatred

 

Hanging through waters

Without a face

Covered, control our fates

 As I see without wanting

As I come without learning

My sleep will be left alone

 

 

 

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alexanderhela
<p>Thank you!&nbsp;</p>

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