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Endless thoughts of nothingness

Happiness?

My thoughts released into a field of non-existence

Blank.

Except for that to distract my mind from all impurities

A paradise that can be heaven or hell

My only escape?

My tragick butterfly,

Blown away with kisses from the lips of a much known stranger

Flying into the wall of reality.

Written: November 1996

Schmetterling

Credit: Jose Pinto Cardoso

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