• „Rhythm And Poetry/RAPкази”
  
• In The Dress of Fall
  So much color and So little light The trees are jewels Veiled by the sky...
• Selfrighteous
  Tongue is as sharp as Muramasa blade; it moves without regard, cuts though everything......
• In exile
  From my own self you banished me Took the life right out of my veins Instead, you gave my soul chain...

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