Did nothing this day
Remained deaf
Not gritted my teeth
Looked at the time
In an even mood
Neither sad nor happy
Heaven enough pure
Temperature
Autumn or spring
Not sure
Of nature
Of certain feeling
Thought to see you
Before in the evening
Ate while waiting
At dusk
On the seesaw
Seventy-one two hundred
Had a message
From this savage
Qu 'we had for child
Sent check
Library
Flighted immediately
Tidied up kitchen
Took vitamins
Passed in front of the screen
Saw pink skin
Heard things
Nothing very happy
Thought to see you
Before evening
Ate while waiting
At dusk
On the seesaw
Seventy-one two hundred
Drank a glass
Alone
In the triumphant evening
O abstinence
O reward
O the holy sacraments
Piece of flesh
Face to the ground
Burning of feelings
And to finish
Went up to read
And brush my teeth
Thought to see you
Before evening
Ate while waiting
At dusk
On the seesaw
Seventy-one two hundred

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