ekkis
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poesi

poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

New Year
I see red in my bed I see your fire and my desire this new year my little dear is all ours all its hours your kiss is my bliss [07 II 08]
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