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Jun 2020
In space, he was suddenly shaking at some minute-sudden speed: The jargon, the thief, and the ugly speech were in place: Attraction heaps of sarcasm! The round celestial body of the moon first stretched with a grimly distorted spirit in the slushy, puddle-mirror of the bus stop, and with the shaking howling winds! - We distribute the judgment ourselves, - we cannot choose from complicit and unworthy possibilities - he is in a suit,

masquerade Gorillas, built artificial nail plaza kittens dictated the agreed trend: S the immortal apocryphal pyramids of cultures are soon forgotten!

And as soon as they can do me a favor, they laugh one last time and leave me alone! Our small life is both ridiculous and pathetic at the same time! The risky decay that promises to destroy the inner self - in vain in terrorist words: The True, Tangible Essence is not attainable!

If we do not take care and make sure that our self-pity is in direct proportion to our slippery pessimism - or with our skinny spark optimism we will soon get ourselves a hangman! - Explosion of unsolicited electrical nerve pathways at the edge of brain cells -

the million tiny molecules tried to guard like a unifying flea in the expanding space of the intellect! - We couldn't do it! Killer, self-digesting in a relentless form: we push, crowd and under the weight of daily robotics if necessary - not so much for starvation wages; we break under the stigma of fate!
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
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