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World is Very Selfish

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Terrified. Something great,
unknown of lips and kisses, chewing
bitter hawthorn. But we two think separately.

Years are becoming very
small. They're like jaguars without
hooves. I drink from your hands.

I was losing weight
of truth. The masses of glory are
no more first to leave the garden of bones.

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