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to his birth

numbers knowing
the last of thisĀ 
to no one
there he was standing
naked in the rainĀ 

everyone laugh
as the music played on and onĀ 
no movement to the test
as it soulfully played onĀ  himĀ 

so dark it was
to his silence
so begins toĀ  his cry

and the rain poured on
to his birth

no level to embrace
for there he was .......another chanceĀ 
a rebirth it was
as they shower him withĀ 

lipstick.

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Bernadete van d...

Different, unique… So Lorris! I love it.Ā 
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