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................................The moss of thoughts fill my mouth
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........Nothing moves, nothing flows;
.......................................The dream of a dead man
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................................The moss of thoughts fill my mouth
.....................................................Lichen grows on my bones
.....................................................................Vertebrae detach, teeth lost in the grit
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...............The rain has washed my memories away...
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Mervolic har ingen aktuell bil att visa just nu