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I should do what in my power
to stop this trouble for you
I'd let it should transmigrate
till to make me unarmed

Acromegaliac nightmares
come to the idea
that this repetition of instants
could find her
tombstone

The fear of the silence
breaks in my mind
consumes my souls
two deccased men argue about the meaning of life

The light of my tears
overhelms the shadity of flattering
I follow the track
of this unreal awaiting

Orwellian landscapes
surround us everywhere for the eternity
history has been delated
by an occult entity

Chemical reactions
continue to alternate
in this huge devlish whirl whithout allowing spares
of deep meditation

It'sheard to utter
about the peremptoriness of
highest scourge
delegate to inquire into the deep of our thoughts

Virtual prophets divert
declassed descents to automations
which camouflage their egos
for mere survival