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| Caracalla (Altes Museum, Berlin) |
So dear, you know I'm weeping because
I did not see you as the important man you are
I did not want you for your credentials
I did not need you to serve my arrogance and ambitions
I did believe you were my destiny
I did love you
You were simply my wolfy
And this did not even cross your mind...
So dear, you know I'm weeping
I am mourning for you
And I also pity you.
Strange...
