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I will not part There is no end She clings an

I will not part! There is no end! She clings and clings...
And in the breast the rise
Of threatening waters
Of notes...Steadfast......

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These are ashes of treasures Of hurt and los

These are ashes of treasures
Of hurt and loss.
These are ashes in face of which
Granite is dross.
Dove naked and brilliant

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Children are staring of eyes so frightful

Children are staring of eyes so frightful
Mischievous legs on a wooden floor
Children is sun in the gloomy motives
Hypotheses"" ......

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Much like me you make your way forward Walk

Much like me you make your way forward
Walking with downturned eyes.
Well I too kept mine lowered.
Passer by stop here please.

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The demon in me s not dead He s living an

The demon in me""s not dead
He""s living and well.
In the body as in a hold
In the self as in a cell.
The world is but walls.
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