《The Phoenix. Poems》Pain

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Thoughts flow through the labyrinth-

unclean, woven traps.

The web of past reflections,

its' guard is on me.

Moody rumbling pain,

I still remember you are

a friend, partner,

a banknote.

Therefore precious

and so damn expensive...

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