[dvadeset-je:dan]

3. march. 2019


i often find myself

to be a liar...

this book was named 

twenty-seven

for the significance that are the twenty seven

poems to be found in it.

but of course i was a liar,

leaving but twenty poems inside,

for you to find...

i always was a failure.

guess i'm back

to make some amends,

its been three years

i hope i still make sense.


[55 words]

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