endless days yesterday seems
so vain and void
like a photo polaroid
and with a scream
everthing seems
so fragile to config
a button or a key
bless the child
damn the old
like I have been forlorn
in sadness we float
like an old sailor's boat
and now I stop this mad cacophony
and plexed with unorthography
this is no art this is a blame
for which I have no shame...
Goodbye tonight
may you see the blinding light...
Forgot and forbide
what you see cannot be unseen
blablabla nothing more for you to bore...ta ta!
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