F.o.b.

The need

F.o.b.
The need

Foliage falling from trees
Full of autumn sun
To white happy face
Spasmodic smile in ecstasy

Mirror, mirror you are my only friend
My silver gate to mercyful paradise

The clown
Just only cleaned remains
And swept the flowing tears
Off suffering face
And devoted life in lifeless

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