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■ I know what you're thinking, father
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I’m drawing on the white snow
the two images of my loneliness buried in the white snow flakes. Silent shadows on the straight line of my heart like a precious bird surround with mystery my filthy consciousness. it’s all in vain! life…is just a drawing of chalk! In the back of my thoughts Just a deaf crying. Time, like the blade of a knife, eats away my consciousness.
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