white and free verse
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I drink in the light ...
I give him to penetrate into every cell of my body ...
...it kills me ...
How quiet ... just the smell of death ...
...and hear the falling light ... its beads are split on my body
... going down to nothing ...
...How beautiful
... but why?
I lost her ...
...so painful stings light ...
...But I lost her ...
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I lost her...
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