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Sonnet IIMy master is blind to adoration; He is empty of loving emotions; He is cold to all my heartfelt notions, And, unaware, he fuels my frustrations. There is no pleasure in serving him; My master is fickle and lacking in sympathy. He is no god; knows not sin, Yet I am a slave to his every whim. I hang on hopelessly for a sign... Flashes of inspiration catch my eye, But my hopes are short lived and quickly die; His logic is cold, and nothing like mine.Sonnet II
My master l
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Let yourself go.
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and i will smile, and laugh and choke
Thank you for faving my deviationThe Essence!
I appreciate it a lot!
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Nur einmal wieder so wie früher
Um die Häuser ziehen und mein Leben spüren
Doch diese Stadt gibt nicht viel her
Vielleicht liegts auch an mir, doch unsre Straßen bleiben leer.
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anna
Be curious
Su
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Non pote non sapere qui se stultum intellegit.
much appreciated
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Smile, and the world will smile with you.
Laugh and they'll all think you're on drugs.
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