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The Heart of the City

Outside is cold but in the heart of the city. Deep down in an ancient cellar Being  alive is sometimes a very good thing At least in the company of good friends And likeminded people with a passion for a

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Posted in Perversion woman, Poem, Poems, Poetry, The city, The Heart of the City

Listen

In the end every place has it´s secret No one answers to anyone else Because no one is asking The question There are no interest in knowing Only the observant outsider listens

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Posted in Black, Hidden, Poem, Poems, Poetry

Big Ma

Change and overrule I recommend, do not have any rules You will be ruled anyway but in other ways Freedom is restricted but not in the way you think The answer to your questions are all in the head of

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Posted in dream, meditation, metamorphosis, Mindlessness, Poem, Poems, Poetry, time