when there is no sense of love grow
normal feelings
no privilege
but the need
only common sense
but was forced to love
sick
attachments that do not comply instinct
when the realized
as killed slowly
to soul rebel
unfriendly sport again
rain water droplets accompany every step
The first drug patience
but it was he who made the more confined
rebellion
unthinkable
when the attention
but when the moment struck fatigue
no more feeling sorry for
that there is freedom
if you want to start soon
Fresh air is more easily inhaled
if no lives lost
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