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Eliuz
IRONY OF HOPE
IRONY OF HOPE Look I outcast in the dead stillness of the night When the moon is fair, full and bright On the cold cobblestone I lie Butted like the butts in a filthy ashtray Hark! Alone am left in corners dark And within just a few paces