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You're closer to Earth than I am,
Just staring at me Without the slightest trace of blinking, Only the frozen grin you've never shown To anyone before. You're nobody from now on, A rancid piece of it, Of the great It, Don't smile! Look at your worms, Choose some qualified crowd. I wish I were like you, But I don't envy your status, It's our last face-to-face briefing My gone friend... Where's your shadow? Candles are cheap with you, Glory? Pride? Love? Traces... Wounds... memories... Sculptures in the air, You're here alone, I'm the same kind of nothing for you, Enough? Find a war not to get bored while rotting. I'll follow soon.
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