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Not today
not tomorrow
instead I will cry
and live in sorrow

Not tomorrow
not today
I am not willing
but I have to stay

Not next week
not this year
I am so sad
Because you are not near

Not this year
not next week
I lost my temper
I am getting weak

Not now
not ever
I am a volcano
in stormy weather

Not ever
not now
I erupt
my lava flouts around

Not dead
not alive
still I know
I will get by

Not alive
not dead
what I always feared
is in my head

G. Sigríður Bjarnadóttir
1981 - ...

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