My leisure on escape

Strolling along

my London lanes

at night

I found a fox:

it was eating

a hand

Now

I know

how you love me

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Grandpa’s wisdom

One day we mysteriously appeared

afterwards we luckily made some noise

and finally we faded away

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Witches

Are there not but

when there are

they are

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Starting the Equation

The universe is a violent place so

peace

must be somewhere else

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And there you are

It’s your own blood

crossing

my silver needle

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Being lonely

Just

an

opinion

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