the bishops move on rhombs; they contradict in blacks:
the bishop's whites dislodge their structures
before the wefted functions of the filaments of air
steping over the violent curiosity of their angles,
you howl the energy: to the other bishops
(already deaf)
a crash barrier backed by a ground
made so that the crawlers crawl their crawling
through a matter intended black?
in it almost symmetrical structures of shells.
crushed.
the foot exchanges heat with the ground.
a fragment of shell holds over blood-red and wefted to escape filaments;
a vulgar color feeds the earth.
pulse is predictable...
painted windows preach their frozen white;
roots of nerves weft under the presure of the pale heel:
the fusted joints closed in a slug.
hallucinations of sweats with colored scents.
simultaneous restructuring from metals and neutral









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I aim to please at least one person every day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow doesn't look good either.
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isness
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understand and not knowing how to express myself without using pagan words, I'd rather be mute.
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understand and not knowing how to express myself without using pagan words, I'd rather be mute.
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"Every profound spirit needs a mask"
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Nietzsche
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Television is the mind's cage.
La télévision est la cage de l'esprit.
BOOTS
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understand and not knowing how to express myself without using pagan words, I'd rather be mute.
ai evoluat....
ceea ce...e bine. constat ca traie(s)ctoria ta nu e deloc liniara, insa as vrea sa stiu mai mult decat atat...asa ca te rog scrie-mi!
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