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Ik, een grote klomp verharde klei
Langzaam en stilletjes bekeerd -
Worshipping shed skins
And the million pins -
Strange how we have to earn a living
asif born in debt -
Soft and mellifluous melodies blur the dangerous rocky shores of Anthemoessa
It’s fountainhead the lyre, flute, and voice of Pathenope, Ligeia, and Leukosia -
More than once have I hated the world
for pretending to be as it seems
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