Matches
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He lit upon the stages his matches
and then threw them upon the floor.
and in that fire beated hearts there,
of hearts was full the concert hall!
No, not about Leps I'm talking!
he lit his matches too although -
of wolves in the angelic clothing,
who in their lives do the same - burn!
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