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now we are together
never rest before only the feeling we’ve become the door nothing more than rest this is the remainder of a long whole chaos very close to leave us all the rotten leafs rust is skimming through his soul’s best in and through the circle in a short embarrassed battle with the univers nothing more than rest comes up to the surface through an anguished vers I have been awaked by his noiseless violence in it’s movement of the self around himself now I love again I have said to him let me fall in silence we are now together never rest before you and me the feeling we’ve become the door
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