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“Alone”, I think,
and taste it on my mind
a word that shapes the world
and me alike,
that hides my heart with
hue of ice and stone
and binds me to the life
I´ve come to loathe.
Underneath unloving veil of stars
accuasations whispered into night;
who´s to blame,
and in the morning light;
how sad it is to know the fault
is mine.