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A sudden syringe in my neck,
A hot lead piece that pierces me.
Fiber wire across my throat,
He chokes me with silent emptiness.
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He criss-crosses the crashing waves,
Flowing with the big, gentle water. He steers and unites,
With the inseparable mother ocean.
He moves with it,
...
They came, one by one,
In the boats and in the planes,
They came.
On the beaches and on the cliffs
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Ode To 47
A sudden syringe in my neck,
A hot lead piece that pierces me.
Fiber wire across my throat,
He chokes me with silent emptiness.
Empty of mind, empty of conscience,
Empty of soul.
Neither likes nor dislikes,
Life and death in a constant dance around him.
Mr. Byrd.
Dr. Cropse
The Professional,
Agent 47.
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