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And from the stillness you told me words   

That wounded the silence burning like a curse

I took my heart and wandered as far as I could go

The cut on my hand has opened once again

Drops of warm blood ramble over my skin….

Life ? Death ? everything between them.

Courage ? Fear ? Nothing at all …

Just the same old melody

Like a broken record

You don’t have a place

Inside me anymore!

I have become a mother to me

I have become a father to me

I have become everything i ever missed

And the warm blood that

Drips on my hand…

Reminds me why ..

Life definitely life!

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