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January 24 Second Mi Confesionthe highest of high
the lowest of low
so tired of being always in this vagueness
so sick with this hopeless hope
until one night, in the middle of dark
a bright smile, coming near and near
he came in through my window
he streched out his hand
in the middle of his parm
there was a Chocolate
"eat it" he said
i obeyed
and the Chocolate
is digested with my pain
Son of Peter
please stay
or, bring me away
just don't, please don't
fade away
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