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Oliver Svensson.

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Regrets

So much regrets
Twisting and turning temples
Make the pain go away

The inevitable decay of flesh and brains
The inevitable loss to dark from day

You can't lose any sleep
If there is none to lose at all
- Elvís Bræburn Orchard

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