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Sitting at my desk...unclear thoughts Sitting at my desk...unclear thoughts
Nice... Nice...
The dreams have ended... The dreams have ended...
Let the world see thou Let the world see thou
Within the cold wings of a White Stork Within the cold wings of a White Stork
Call death the end, and that's the bluff of man, Call death the end, and that's the bluff of man,
A poetry on what stoicism makes me feel. A poetry on what stoicism makes me feel.
It all began here It all began here
Thus life, an endless race, Thus life, an endless race,
For me thy art has been dark, Lonely and silent. For me thy art has been dark, Lonely and silent.