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C****
(04 October 1943 / Germany)

C****

So turn your foot,
retreat your steps,
there's only darkness here,
feel deep inside your quadriceps
your guardian angel, do not fear,
your world could only be kaput
if all the people's blame
were yours.
In coming back, there's love
but never, ever shame.

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