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Where are my eyes?
Where is my lip?
Why is here a place cold darkness here?

There are children playing in a mirror.
Laughter does not leave under labyrinth

Red blood gets my body wet
And who is killing me?

Where is my hair?
Where is my foot?
Why is here a place cold darkness here?

Want to feel warmth of
Skin gets wet as having got wet and rain
And who is killing me?

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