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There is an old goat at my window-pane,

Standing upright in a frock-coat,

Somewhat earth-coloured and plain.

He is starring down at me ...

And the place where i have chosen to hide ...

In the futile attempt to dissolve ...

I discovered this cell as a child.

 

Some, monsters cannot be.. slain

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Uploaded on August 10, 2021