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Always the slave of
Yes, master,
I will throw away all emotions
and abandon all sorts of love.
I will bury all thoughts
that soften the mind
and banish my tears
to the clouds above.
I will cut out my heart
to win and win,
that is what we need to be,
always, the slave of.
(26.04.2025)
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Marshall Iftekhar Ahmed
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