Confusion is the bigges of all
In the little world i live in
Where my soul dwells in quiet protest
In quiet agony and grief
Where my soul dwells in quiet joy
In quiet happines and a little pleasure
Inside a body covered with scars
There is a place fo loneliness
There is a place to be sorrounded by crowds
There is a place where i love to be
Where i invite you to live
My dearest love
[Im meine Kabinet der sinne]

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