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Emergence

I emerge

each day I die
clandestinely
but the universe is spying me on

for masking the ashes
grey ruins of my soul
awake

and those bits of life
as reals as apprehended

the ones i structure... the return

for a question of resurrection
i come back in the death�s placing in
where i am dead

another time i�m only lignt and tumult
another time i�m just shadow and silence

otherwise
i emerge again from an old stagnation
I is the end

cold is the hand of death
when she is exorting you
to follow her in the deepest foundations of the revolt

i is the end
of a deadly world
my friend you will see
one drowsy life at her last breath

in her torment death grasps the spine of life
breaking of her icy fingers
the bones of self respect... respect... respect

cold is the hand of death
when she do the work for you

in front of the glance of the warder�s surrender

suicide the end
i want this end
she gives her hands
and i is the end


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