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The coffin
I stand by the bethel and
Look into the coliginous sky
The clouds are concealing the moon
They appear to be fending it from the world
The world which talks about it's beauty at night, but forgets it in the light
I ask the clouds to stand guard me
Suddenly the clouds dissapear
I look down to see a shadow
Which appeared due to moons light
The shadow is familiar to me
It's actually mine but
The shadow is surrounded by a layer
A layer which is protecting it
From the heartless world
I find myself standing on the top of a hill
Below me i see the whole world
Admist by two fingers i hold my last cigratte
I decide to raise above with the smoke
My soul rooles down my eyes in form of tears
The tears suddenly dissapear
My weightless body decends down
Thin layers of air
My soul is seeing my body from above
My body is in a coffin
The protective layer i saw in the shadow.
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