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känslan av mörker och ett främande språk...


Prelude to a weakend


They said he was strong

as he folded

before their crying eyes
but he was weak as the stone

frooze to the bone

and watched as the end
approached

with stars
in the eyes of children

who already had died




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Publicerad 2007-06-15 16:46



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