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#23

Untitled V

Metulia Holló

Mar 2, 2025

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Nothing is real.

I am dead.

How can you expect me to heal

When all I do is lie in bed?

47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa1thWlaWea

There was no tomorrow.

There will be no yesterday.

Can I find an end to this sorrow?

Will I see another day?

47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgduaimWwKF

What day? What day?

There has been no "day"

Since that one day.

Ever since that day...

47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjH95i2lpOU

Nothing has been real

And I have died.

I can never heal

Until my final night.

47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgQL02RShPh

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originally written on March II mmxxv

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Table of Contents

#3 Figure of the Night

#4 A Ticking Clock

#6 The Candle on My Nightstand

#7 Double Suicide

#9 One shouldn't always imagine Sisyphus happy

#10 Solea—ea sola est

#11 Untitled II

#12 Let's Run Away

#16 The Orange Streetlight

#18 Laurus Virtutis

#24 Ultra Paradise

#25 Untitled III