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I'm turning clockwise at midnight
With blind flowers
With crippling stone walls

Water fountain watered me
Shrinking sadly
And dries painfully

I'm still turning
Using feet above head
Using heart above caste

Then, my mind cried
Seemed,
Wither,
And blinded.

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Oktober 2020

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