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It

It is the smile of my lips
what to do It’s feeding on it
soon its beauty will vanish
but I will still cling to IT
It’s like loving a rain
That floods your way
Pain is pleasure
As it seems today
I will disintegrate, pieces of
me will persist everywhere
I could exist in grasshoppers
Though I wouldn’t be seen, never!

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