[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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