I, again, escape
Back away, all camouflage
stop pain And smile of joy
suffering in agony
fast walking or slow running
The soul havoc, but I lie
Since I lost faith in all
But I shut up anyway, ignoring the edge
And their looks
dissonance
quiet words of many arrays degraded
And some others damaged smiles.
I'm ready for my change of mind
Just wait, just a little, keep quiet
First I disguise the First
honey gall to make the change of skin.
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