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Hidden photo
of sleeping hides
swiftly scanning
near the bed lies

two dark
forgotten eyes
live amongst
colorfull dyes

they want to rest
with no trace
knitting now
an eternal lace

surely beats
at it's own pace
not remembering
the last days

clear glass
now divides
what we thought
only in lies

without tears
without amuse
finnaly found
a fair truce.