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this is who i am

I made it through
to meet a sunset
leaves falling off
from tall
thin trees
crispy autumn fall
from top
to the ground
I saw it all
you know:
a start
the end
missed middle
and no one cares
that moon is black
without reflection
of a sun
leaves falling off
I carry on
what is there
to be lost?
this all
is
deep
bleeding
cut
of
a
throat
you know:
every second counts
time is money
money honey
I made it through
here it comes
dark
dead
my
precious
sunset
Written by Natalja (Natalya)
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