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A tranquil lake’s blue flowers
Are reflected in the dreamy water
You dream of an elsewhere that would be nigh
You project a sudden future
A fantastic color hides
In the depths of the horizon
Pink-colored
Mortuary fortune resigns
To the shade of abrupt plane trees
Like a shut lock
The superabundance of deceitful
Appearances
Stabs your conscience
You can dream a long time yet
Disquiet eats away your susceptibility
At your wrist coils
A real viper
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