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Every soul keeps a sharp lookout
in a way for the way this life cossets
you this life showing that we must
meet the love prior to meeting the death ‒
or else the heartbreak ‒ overtly the man
doesn’t want this, doesn’t want to be laid
in his soul ‒ extreme philosopher
thus, I seem not to exist, either I fall
from the poplar wherein I save my soul ‒
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