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..it hardly manifests, the essence of our presence, the burden of existence, because some things speak louder than the room and they blur and echo into the darkness, like CMBR.
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..it hardly manifests, the essence of our presence, the burden of existence, because some things speak louder than the room and they blur and echo into the darkness, like CMBR.
More..was wrong and the left hand gone. Steering into invisible fear, bringing out the animal show. It feels like holding on to thoughts you did not lose yet, roaring, stepping, grunting. The eye of the storm calmly comes over and plans the rest of your evening and whispers what you haven’t got, the words you […]
More..and to pieces scattered, lies beyond the grave repression, beauty in the form of pleasure of which accused we were.
More..each night to hang on your lips, press my ear to your chest to feel the pumping and fuzzing of your heart. My mind gets blurred over your presence until I have no resistance nor any wish to escape the inevitable, the only plausible Desaster.
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